| If there’s a time and a place
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| He will be gone when it comes along
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| He just needs to find somewhere to hide
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| Haunted, hunted
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| Feels the fire burning hotter
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| In the grave will he ever
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| Wait for the sky to turn around
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| Until the moon comes out
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| Will he ever
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| And in his garden at night
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| Where the black flowers bloom
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| Under the light
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| Of the flames reaching higher
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| Will he find somewhere to hide
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| A focused mind to get lost in a time
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| Where ancient reveries rise
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| I am death you are the vulture
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| Sinew, flesh and bone my altar
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| We are circling the tower
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| The pinnacle of sorrow
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| I know there' s wisdom inside
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| But as I seek it
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| I sever the line
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| To the pure heart I adored
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| Need to find somewhere to hide
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| A focused mind to get lost in a time
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| Where ancient reveries rise
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| I can feel it all around me
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| Sleight of hand surrounding
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| Sacrifice of your life
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| To reach the depths
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| To live or die drugged lover
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| What does it matter in the long run
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| The world goes on, it’s oh so wrong
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| Until the depths
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| Haunted, hunted — I’ve had a taste
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| Haunted, hunted — But now it’s too late
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| I’ve been hunted — The omens of fate
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| Haunted, hunted — Chasm awaits |