| Cold nights, dark days
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| Love moves in mysterious ways
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| It’s so sweet like a mother’s tongue
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| Whose symphony protects her young
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| But this truth ain’t what it seems
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| Because you and I have different dreams
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| You rise up but you never learn
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| As we try to shake this sleep that burns
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| The darkness screams its icy breath
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| As daylight dies a thousand deaths
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| Kings of oblivion, deadly and divine solution
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| Kings of oblivion, welcome to my revolution
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| Reach out to the past
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| We blame the victim first and last
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| Blind faith got you and me
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| Running like a refugee
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| We fall out and into the street
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| To wash the blood out of the sheets
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| And your pain, it flows like wine
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| As my subconscious reaps your mind
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| I stretch to kiss the burning sky
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| And watch the waking beauty cry
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| Is it such a crime to watch the sunset for the last time
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| Until we meet again, goodbye, farewell, amen
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| Cold nights, dark days
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| Love moves in mysterious ways
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| We rise up but you’ll never learn
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| As we try to shake this sleep that burns
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| The darkness screams its icy breath
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| As daylight dies a thousand deaths |