| Within a sight, in a silent night
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| The light’s been switched off
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| No motions defile, life’s now above
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| No pale reflexion, I guess I ran straight to the dark
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| I close my eyes, now I come into the realm black…
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| A journey in the nothingness
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| The third hemisphere
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| I expected fire and flames
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| I only got fear
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| I’m part of the world, where everything begins again
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| I see the roots growing, and the sky’s falling…
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| I see the world from down below
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| I, the buried crowd I stand alone
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| The sky’s falling
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| For whom is marching to the realm black!
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| The sky’s falling
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| For whom is marching to the realm black!
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| The prayers are gone
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| But their words don’t let me in
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| Tears of the living
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| Drench The ground I’m living in
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| I hear no echoes, I can even feel
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| There’s a crack in the grave
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| But no light in the realm black
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| I see the world from down below
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| I, the buried crowd I stand alone
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| The sky’s falling
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| For whom is marching to the realm black!
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| The sky’s falling
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| For whom is marching to the realm black! |