| Running through a rust-locked city
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| Tired eyes yet hearts still beating
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| Iron-clad the steam clouds climbing higher
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| Shadows dance and pistons screaming
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| Can you hear the darkness breathing?
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| Stairway to the surface; |
| yet we close our minds
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| We wait for a time, We wait for our lives
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| Is the sunrise just a dream we lost?
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| A Day we left behind?
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| Is there life on these streets?
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| Is there something left for me?
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| Are we what we we’ve always been before?
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| We are shadow born.
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| Fighting past our infestation
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| Metal bites at deprivation
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| A specter of the harmony we knew before
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| Gears grind through automation
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| Cursed we cry in isolation
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| Hard hold our heads high when our life is low
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| We wait for a time, We wait for our lives
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| Is the sunrise just a dream we lost?
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| A day we left behind?
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| Is there life on these streets?
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| Is there something left for me?
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| Are we what we we’ve always been before?
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| We are shadow born
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| Father’s song, mother said,
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| Does it linger in your head?
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| Talisman, round your neck,
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| Does it fill your heart with dread?
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| Father’s song, mother said,
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| Does it linger in your head?
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| Talisman, round your neck
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| Does it fill your heart with dread?
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| Welcome to our world of shadow
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| Welcome child, embrace your sorrow
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| Wardens of the light now raise their banners high
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| Yesterday was our tommorow
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| Leave a trail; |
| your soul will follow
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| Hanging onto daydreams where the sun still shines
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| We wait for a time, We wait for our lives
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| Is the sunrise just a dream we lost?
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| A Day we left behind?
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| Is there life on these streets?
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| Is there something left for me?
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| Are we what we we’ve always been before?
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| We are shadow born.
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| We wait for a time, We wait for our lives
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| Is the sunrise just a dream we lost?
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| A Day we left behind?
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| Still the fire burns inside
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| But I’ve waited all my life
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| To believe in what we dreamed before
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| We are shadow born. |