| Take the time to realize what we have done
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| We’re standing on the edge of desperation
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| We’ve been blind by staring right into the burning sun
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| Yet pray to Heaven’s might for our salvation
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| It seems we’ve used up all her trust
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| We burned our bridges and turned our future to dust
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| Bring me back to the times, back when the future looked good
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| Finding signs of the cross, we probably would
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| Let me stand on the shore, breathe in the fresh magic air
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| We fear that it’s too late but that’s the cross we bear
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| Sowing seeds of pure minstreat we cannot take
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| Our children reap the harvest in another day
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| She just fades away unless we try to put an end to this disease
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| And bring the lost disciples right down to their kness
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| Don’t let us leave it all behind
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| A war for all mankind
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| Oh can’t you see, tomorrow is our destiny |