| I didn’t sign up for this
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| So I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say…
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| Silence Can Be Deafening sometimes
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| When you’re so far away… So Far Away…
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| I Fall Away
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| I wish I could touch you but you’re not there
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| Can’t feel a thing, don’t know if I even care
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| Every day I just need to make it through to one more day
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| But you’re so far away… I Fall Away… Away
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| Oh and I … I’ll never forget your face
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| You know I’m always going to need you
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| …to feel your warm embrace
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| Oh and I… I wish that I could stay
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| You know I’m always going to love you
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| …in my own special way
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| You look like you’re lost, come take my hand
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| And follow me to another land
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| You don’t need to spend every waking day
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| Running Away… From what you can’t forget
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| Haunted by Your Silhouette
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| Oh and I… I’ll never forget your face
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| You know I’m always gonna need you
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| …to feel your warm embrace
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| Oh and I… If only I could stay
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| You know I’m always going to miss you
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| …as much as I do today
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| Oh and I… I’m going to love you
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| …in my own special way
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| «'II. |
| Welcome To Your Dreamland"'
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| Welcome to your Dreamland
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| You’ve drifted miles away
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| There’s someone here waiting for you
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| They have something they want to say
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| Wake You, Make You, Take You along to a very special place
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| Is this what you want? |
| Is this why you’ve come?
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| Is this what you were hoping to find?
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| Fall Away… find your way back home
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| Don’t turn around, there’s no place to run
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| I’m afraid your comfort zone is in decline
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| Is this is what you want? |
| Is this why you’ve come?
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| Is this what you were expecting to find?
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| They’ll Wake You, Make You, Take You to a very special place
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| Where everything you’ve ever hoped for is laying there in waste
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| Such a disgrace… Going Insane.
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| «'III. |
| Where Were You?"'
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| Where were you when the hurricanes came? |
| Where were you for the Eastern rains?
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| Where were you?
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| Where were you when the winds came forth? |
| Where were you when the gales blew
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| north?
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| Where were you?
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| I’ve wanted to walk back out into the warmth of the morning sun.
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| It’s in my head…
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| Won’t you take me back to where the rivers used to run? |
| It’s in my head… my
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| head…
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| Where were you when the winter came south? |
| Where were you for the 7 year
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| drought?
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| Where were you?
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| Where were you when the rivers ran dry? |
| Where were you when the crops all died?
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| Where were you?
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| No I can’t get back… Yet I want to get back… But the cards are all stacked.
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| . |
| You know I need to get back.
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| It’s the only thing stopping my memory… Fade and fall!
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| And I can’t get back… But I want to get back… No, the cards are all stacked.
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| . |
| And I need to get back…
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| They’re the only things stopping my memory… Fade and fall! |
| (Are you out of
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| your tiny mind?)
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| Where were you when the quakes broke ground? |
| Where were you when the mountains
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| came down?
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| Where were You?
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| Where were you when the horseman rode west? |
| Where were you when the 4 came to
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| rest?
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| Where were you?
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| I’ve wanted to walk back out into the warmth of the morning sun.
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| It’s in my head…
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| Take me back to where the rivers used to run. |
| It’s in my head… my head… my
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| head…
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| Won’t you let me be there when it all was still so young? |
| It’s in my head…
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| «'IV. |
| The Longing"'
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| A Winter’s fire burning bright
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| Funny the things you long for…
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| Warming your soul in the night
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| Funny the things you long for…
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| Now I feel so cold aching in my bones
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| I just want a place to call home
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| And I will roam this netherworld
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| Until I know that you are never alone
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| One more chance to say goodbye
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| Funny the things that you long for…
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| One more chance to hold you tight
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| Funny the things you long for…
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| Wandering in and out of your mind
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| When I had to desert you
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| I know you feel so betrayed
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| I never wanted to hurt you
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| Even when you feel all alone, I won’t be far from home
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| Just close your eyes And I will be all around you…
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| Was I really there or just the fleeting vision from the corner of your eye?
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| Just a vision from your mind overwhelmed by that chill inside
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| A glimpse into a world completely lost in its own despair
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| I can’t move on from here until I know that I’m in there
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| Forevermore…
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| So when things fall from the wall
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| that’s just my way of making a curtain call |
| Ever creek in the floor, ever squeak in the door
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| …every noise in the hall
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| So when you get up at night and see a strange sort of light
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| It’s the way that you know
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| I will watch over you from The Longing…
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| «'V. |
| The Morphlux"'
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| Whispering in the dark — They know your name, they know what they’re after
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| Wandering through the park — Drawn towards this hideous laughter
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| Waiting to make their mark — Lurking around in all the wrong places
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| They were there from the start — Blending in with all the other faces
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| Slithering through the cracks — Something just beneath your footprints
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| Living under the tracks — Attracted by your tale of transgressions
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| What’s there behind your back? |
| — You never know what’s crawling behind you
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| Why don’t you just relax? |
| — That's how the Morphlux finally finds you
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| The light is growing dim — Now it’s time to run for shelter
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| They glide in very slow — Then suddenly it’s helter skelter
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| There’s no place left to run — The shadows begin to surround all around you
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| What’s that terrible sound? |
| — The Morphlux has taken you down…
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| «'VI. |
| I Am Haunted"'
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| Lost in the Woods, I can’t seem to find my way home
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| Into the light shining bright, I am Haunted
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| Banished to this Netherworld if I ignore it
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| Condemned to dwell on past regrets for eternity.
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| I’m not ready yet, just give me a little more time
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| I’ve wasted every moment of this legacy
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| I should have, I could have, I would have … but I didn’t.
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| And now they’ve come to take a hold of me.
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| «'VII. |
| What Did You Want?"'
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| What did you want? |
| What did you need?
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| You won’t get it…
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| A lifetime of hurt. |
| A lifetime of greed.
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| Is what you made it…
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| Did you feel good? |
| Did you stand tall?
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| Contemplate it…
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| Arrogant fraud, Behind the wheel
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| Think about it…
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| We’re in control, Tormented soul
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| Our Marionette…
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| We hold the key, To your amnesty
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| Eternally…
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| Turn back the clock. |
| Undo that lock
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| Out of your grasp…
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| You face yourself, Your nemesis
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| Recognition
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| «'VIII. |
| The Seventh Sign"'
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| «I. |
| The Wrong»
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| When I looked to the sky
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| it was from the wrong side of the rainbow
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| The rains had all gone
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| but the sun refused to shine
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| The forest before the trees,
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| burned to ash and embers
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| As the calm before the storm
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| brought turbulence to the great divide
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| «II. |
| The Acolyte»
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| Don’tcha want to see it?
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| Don’tcha want to be it?
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| Don’tcha want to need it?
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| Don’tcha want to bleed it?
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| Don’tcha want to heed it?
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| Don’tcha want to seed it?
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| Don’tcha want to feed it?
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| Don’tcha want to eat it?
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| «III. |
| The Hollows»
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| From miles away…
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| From mountains to borders
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| The storms would rise
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| Across horizons into skies
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| A seer’s gaze…
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| Looked down upon the Hollows
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| Only to fathom
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| It will never again be the same.
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| «IV. |
| The Road (Less Travelled)»
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| The road less traveled
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| Had arrived at its destination
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| There was no place like home
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| Left for us to reside
|
| And the show that must go on
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| Completed it’s final performance
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| The darkness before the dawn
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| Would never give way to light…
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| «'IX. |
| The Second Coming Of The Morphlux"'
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| Something’s under the bed — Waiting for you to fall in slumber
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| They say it’s all in your head — A nightmare or some frightening thunder
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| Things better left unsaid — They’ll only think that you’ve gone bonkers
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| And soon they’ll start to spread — And soon you’ll know that you’ve been
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| conquered
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| They’ll follow you everywhere — They’re a part of all of our shadows
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| Complete Unaware — Revealing themselves on All Hallows
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| Un-Agressively well prepared — They’re just very Opportunistic
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| You’ll soon let down your hair — What’s next is nothing short of sadistic…
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| «'X. |
| Silence Can Be Deafening (Part II)"'
|
| This wasn’t what I envisioned, So don’t ask me why I chose to stay
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| Silence Can Be Deafening Sometimes, When you’re so far away… So far away… I
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| fall away…
|
| Spirited apparitions I sing a requiem… Inspired by what I myself cannot
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| comprehend
|
| Shadows dart across the halls… They spin and pirouette
|
| Enchanted by the visions, of your silhouette,. |
| Of your Silhouette… Of your
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| Silhouette…
|
| Oh and I … I’ll never forget your face
|
| You know I’m always gonna need you… to feel your warm embrace
|
| Oh and I… If only I could stay… you know I’m gonna miss you… |
| as much as I do today
|
| Oh and I… I’m always gonna love you
|
| In my own special way
|
| «'XI. |
| Welcome To Your Nightmares"'
|
| Welcome back to your nightmares… I knew I would see you again
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| I warned you this would happen if you fell back to sleep … Close your eyes
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| and count to 10
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| Don’t turn around, there’s no place to run, I’m afraid your comfort zone is in
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| decline
|
| Is this what you want, is this why you’ve come, is this what you were expecting
|
| to find?
|
| Fall Away… Find your way back home
|
| They’ll wake you, make you, take you to… a very special place
|
| Where everything you’ve hoped for… is laying there in waste
|
| Such a disgrace
|
| «'XII. |
| Music For The End Credits Of An Existence"'
|
| «'XIII. |
| The Clock Strikes November"'
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| I can see you hiding away — wouldn’t you like a friend to talk to?
|
| can you come out and play? |
| — the morphlux we just want to meet you!
|
| I can’t go on much longer like this… I can’t let down my guard …
|
| until the fog has cleared
|
| Twisting deep into your conscious — you can’t flee from the inevitable
|
| If you give us just half a chance — you’ll find we’re slightly more than
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| incredible
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| Go ahead and lock your doors — we’ve already slipped on through the crevices
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| The wicked was already within — there is no way to hide from the darkness
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| Entangled inside myself — the dusk is rising up to my estrangement
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| I’m becoming the morphlux — one of the shadows dancing across the pavement
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| I can’t seem to catch my breath — you’ll be catching something else that’s
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| rather vicious
|
| If you glance at my mealy eyes — what happens next is nothing short of
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| masochistic. |