| Conceal of a lie we must defy, stay on the course of belief
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| Open our eyes, revitalize, look at the source of deceit
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| Tempting our fate, spreading the hate, in darkness we wait
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| Hear or we fall, answer the call before it’s too late
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| The roar of the sea I can’t believe the time of the end has begun
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| Mountains will shake, the earth will quake wielding the force of the sun
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| Rolling the dice, paying the price, our judgment awaits
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| Fly. |
| From the sunrise in hell
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| When our skin turn to dust
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| In the blaze of the inferno we all stand as one
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| On the edge of the world, in the wake of the storm
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| When the time of our end has begun
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| Sum of all fears echo the years spent on the course of defeat
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| Biding our time, on the decline lead by the source of conceit
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| Were running away into the fray from the price we must pay
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| Blinding the light, thunder will strike, fire’s arise from the core
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| Tremble with fear, the end is near our fate we cannot ignore
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| Rolling the dice paying the price our judgment awaits
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| Fly. |
| From the sunrise in hell
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| When our skin turn to dust
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| In the blaze of the inferno we all stand as one
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| On the edge of the world, in the wake of the storm
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| When the time of our end has begun
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| As we failed to see how it all came to be
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| Our reign would come to an end
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| None will live to tell of the sunrise in hell |