| The sewers belch me up
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| The heavens spit me out
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| From ethers tragic I am born again
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| And now I’m with you now
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| Inside your world of woe
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| To move in desires made of deadly pretends
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| Until the end times begin
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| Is it bright where you are?
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| Have the people changed?
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| Does it make you happy you’re so strange?
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| And in your darkest hour
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| I hold secrets' flame
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| You can watch the world devoured in its pain
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| Strange
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| Climb my ribcage to
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| The replays run for you
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| Unhook my lights to peek behind the flash
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| For I am crystal chrome
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| I am shatter dome
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| I am kremlin king of angels avenged
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| To destroy the end
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| Is it bright where you are?
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| Have the people changed?
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| Does it make you happy you’re so strange?
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| And in your darkest hour
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| I hold secrets' flame
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| You can watch the world devoured in its pain
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| Strange
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| The zeppelins rain upon us
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| The guns of love disastrous
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| A shadow lies amongst you
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| To defy the future cast
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| Is it bright where you are?
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| Have the people changed?
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| Does it make you happy you’re so strange?
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| And in your darkest hour
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| I hold secrets' flame
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| You can watch the world devoured in its pain
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| Strange |