| They bathe in the blood of Osiris
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| Painting the walls with their name
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| They war on the armies of tyrants
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| Yet nothing has changed
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| A fool’s hope and we bear the cost now
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| No beacons to show us the way
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| For what we believed we are lost now
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| And nothing’s the same
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| We are falling through the open
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| Can you hear them calling your name
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| How can anyone suffer this fate
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| The people have chosen
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| And all hope is lost
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| The titans are warring
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| No matter the cost
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| The crown of the old god
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| Lies buried in sand
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| Far beyond human
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| The rise of the overman
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| So say the serpents
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| «Forgive us our debts on this day»
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| Forgive them nothing
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| Blood and the life they betray
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| Suffer the way
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| Like oceans consuming Atlantis
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| The flame in the darkness will fall
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| The chosen awake and are rising
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| Beckon the call
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| We are falling through the open
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| Can you hear them calling your name
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| How can anyone suffer this fate
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| The people have chosen
|
| And all hope is lost
|
| The titans are warring
|
| No matter the cost
|
| The crown of the old god
|
| Lies buried in sand
|
| Far beyond human
|
| The rise of the overman
|
| The people have chosen
|
| And all hope is lost
|
| The titans are warring
|
| No matter the cost
|
| The crown of the old god
|
| Lies buried in sand
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| Far beyond human
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| Arise — the overman |