| No peace is found
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| Among the ashes and decay
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| No use for tears
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| They only turn them into clay
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| I am the question
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| With answer nowhere to be seen
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| Lost in translation
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| Hidden deep within
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| Crucify me now
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| On a tree of broken faith
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| Use folded hands to sink the nails
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| Vilify me now
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| And adorn my face with shame
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| For I shall wear it as a crown
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| Hear not, fear not the words of the wise
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| For none of them have seen the face of terror
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| Inhale the fumes from the brimstone lake
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| For there are fates worse than death eternal
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| Something starts to shine
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| Through the darkened sky
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| All eyes shall behold
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| The coming of the Son
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| I bring back a spark of hope again
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| From the void of dreams unfulfilled
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| Or at least the supposed one
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| For none shall be given away
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| I devour the flesh of the wicked
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| And drink the blood of the sick
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| I absorb the power of the feeble
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| Puissance of the weak
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| Something starts to shine
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| Through the darkened sky
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| All eyes shall behold
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| The Blaze of Perdition
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| I hold together
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| What Christ has kept apart
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| I raise my arms to heavens
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| With feet in brimstone mouth
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| I bring the Moon to daylight
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| Ignite the Sun at night
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| I free myself from grace
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| To fix the broken heart
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| Crucify. |
| Vilify. |
| Sanctify. |
| Me
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| I shall wear it as a crown
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| I hold together
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| What Christ has kept apart
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| I raise my arms to heavens
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| With feet in brimstone mouth
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| I bring the Moon to daylight
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| Ignite the Sun at night
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| I free myself from grace
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| To fix the broken heart
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| Addressed to the world
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| The question remains
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| All answers are hollow
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| Thus I shall communicate mine
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| All answers are hollow
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| The question remains
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| No leaders to follow
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| No idols to praise
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| Shining tomorrow
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| Still burning today
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| I bring together
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| Whom Christ
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| Has kept away
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| He kept us apart
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| He kept us away |