| Cloak me, surround me, I envision my own death
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| The path has reached it’s end
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| And streams of gold promise nothing
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| This is not time
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| This is not time
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| Birds know nothing of this, it is our vanity
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| We create this death, we create this entity
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| We have created death, Neptune is dead
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| Come here, find me and be where you once belong
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| No light, no dawn, always darkness
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| Who will find me now that my soul has gone?
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| No light, no dawn, forever darkness
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| The mammal meets the steel and litters this plastic ground
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| The blue in the burst reminds me of something true
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| I know that when I die the world is alive
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| And I cannot see a world without them, those who came before me
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| I cannot see a world without them, those who stay after
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| I search for a greater meaning, and still I find nothing |