| There once was a time when we thought we knew the answers
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| Before the rules were carved in stone
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| In those dark days, before we held the fire
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| We never never knew we were alone
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| We were never alone, there’s no light
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| Awakened in time, the serpent held the answers
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| That fruit was rotten to the core
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| No more dark days as the angel holds the sword high
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| Still the fire never lights the lands below
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| There’s no light in paradise
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| There’s no light in paradise
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| We’re out of the garden now
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| We’ve never been so far from home
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| We’re out of the garden now
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| Forever now we roam, we’re out
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| We’re out of the garden now
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| No light
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| No light
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| Waiting to be called back
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| Not a whisper, nor a cry
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| Ever onward endless searching
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| No answer as to why
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| There is no repentance
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| Unholy consequence
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| We can never atone for our crimes
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| Fly away, the demons now know my name
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| There’s no light in paradise
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| There’s no light in paradise
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| We’re out of the garden now
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| We’ve never been so far from home
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| We’re out of the garden now
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| Forever now we roam
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| We’re out, we’re out of the garden now, we’re out
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| Fly away, the demons now know my name
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| We’re out of the garden now |