| Another hollow race, designed to rule this world
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| Like cancer in her cell’s, we inted to grow
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| And the road starts where the other ends, and in our heart’s beginning is the
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| end
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| … and under this sun, we who are one
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| … and under this sun, we must unite
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| (become like planeteer)
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| … another sorrowed mind like dying God’s art
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| We move back instead of forward as death do us apart
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| And the road starts where the other ends, and in our heart’s beginning is the
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| end
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| … and under this sun, we who are one
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| … and under this sun, we must unite
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| Wheter to burn or unite, sleeping forever like mortal designs
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| To become brighter than the sun, to believe we could be as one…
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| Or to get lost into the sun |