| when the sky rips in two you’ll save them
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| see a star burning out as you rise
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| but did you make it out of all you have
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| did you slap that golden arrow’s back
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| did you bleed
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| and the words they stole
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| to exploit your spite
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| will you let them choose your wrong from right
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| while they bring the light
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| can you bear the night
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| are you free
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| they only wanted you to hurt enough to taste the power you would never wield
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| and the blindness that will break you from the path to make them kneel
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| so make them crawl before they run
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| let them know you’re proud of what you’ve won
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| turn the skies with all your pain and bile
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| you’ll black out the sun
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| black out the sun
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| are the screams keeping up with you please
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| are the guilty ones down at your knees
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| are they hungry
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| are they hated
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| are their fearless deeds now faded
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| did you brand your sun on the backs of their eyes
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| and the words they stole
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| to exploit your spite
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| you won’t let them choose your wrong from right
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| while they bring the light
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| can you bear the night
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| you beg to make them bleed
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| they only wanted you to hurt enough to taste the power you would never wield
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| and the blindness that will break you on the path to make them kneel
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| so make them crawl before they run
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| let them know you’re proud of what you’ve won
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| turn the skies with all your pain and bile
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| you’ll black out the sun
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| black out the sun |