| Now the soil takes your breath
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| Nothing left, just bones and empty roads
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| And a want for something more
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| Open door
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| But careful not to ask
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| And holding fast
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| Now sorrow burns around you
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| Anger, fear and death surround you
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| So afraid
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| Helpless
|
| Where is the void you’re after?
|
| Emptiness, the final chapter
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| So afraid
|
| Helpless hope
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| To the hollow hands of fate
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| No escape
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| No panic, no reprieve
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| And the faith it was too blind, too unkind
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| But faithful in the wholeness of the hole itself
|
| Now sorrow burns around you
|
| Anger, fear and death surround you
|
| So afraid
|
| Helpless
|
| Where is the void you’re after?
|
| Emptiness, the final chapter
|
| So afraid
|
| Helpless hope
|
| Let go
|
| Follow
|
| Let go
|
| Follow
|
| Now sorrow burns around you
|
| Anger, fear and death surround you
|
| So afraid
|
| Helpless
|
| Where is the void you’re after?
|
| Emptiness, the final chapter
|
| So afraid
|
| Helpless hope
|
| Now sorrow burns around you
|
| Anger, fear and death surround you
|
| So afraid
|
| Helpless
|
| Where is the void you’re after?
|
| Emptiness, the final chapter
|
| So afraid
|
| Helpless hope |