| Carved in concrete
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| Castles and chapels
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| They all play God when the sun is out
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| Crawling through cracks
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| Vermin and villains
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| They all creep in when our guard is down
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| Sleep in the slums tonight
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| Beneath the hum of the city lights
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| A targeting nuisance
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| Once you’ve tasted grief
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| The promise of peace is fruitless
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| Tearing holes in the story
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| No return to glory
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| How they hide from the harsher truths
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| Who are you running from?
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| Where are you running to?
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| Are you terrified
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| To face the fate you designed?
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| Brick by brick the end is coming quick
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| Such a swift demise
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| Are you terrified
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| To stare into the eyes
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| Of a man that feeds on violence?
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| A man that fears no tyrant?
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| The blood seeps into our dreams
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| Where we dance on the ashes of the fallen kings
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| The blood seeps into our dreams
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| And the hell in your mind is now your reality
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| The hell in your mind is now your reality
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| The highest horses
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| Of seven kingdoms
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| All get put down when their time runs out
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| Tides will turn
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| Towers to tombstones
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| Masters are merely men
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| When the sun goes down
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| No man is without fear
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| When faced with unyielding force
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| They always tremble
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| Power doesn’t make you less of a coward
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| Are you terrified
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| To face the fate you designed?
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| Brick by brick the end is coming quick
|
| Such a swift demise
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| Are you terrified
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| To stare into the eyes
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| Of a man that feeds on violence?
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| A man that fears no tyrant?
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| The blood seeps into our dreams
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| Where we dance on the ashes of the fallen kings
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| The blood seeps into our dreams
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| And the hell in your mind is now your reality |