| We live in a windswept hell
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| Where dust and death are neighbours
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| We hide in a perfect storm
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| Not even God remembers
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| We ran from the wars of man
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| From everything you are and would be
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| We are invisible
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| We are the dead Ghost Nation
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| When the sky came down
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| When the sun went dark
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| When the night was torn
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| And we heard God laugh
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| When The Righteous came
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| And they cleansed our sins
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| Have you ever seen death
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| With your own eyes?
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| We live in The Great Unfound
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| Where thought and ghost still wander
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| We drift on drifting sand
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| Where horrors of our past still linger
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| We hide from the world of man
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| From the cruelty that defines you
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| We are the wind that cries
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| We are the dead Ghost Nation
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| When the sky came down
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| When the sun went dark
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| When the night was torn
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| And we heard God laugh
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| When the Righteous came
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| And they cleansed our sins
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| Have you ever seen God
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| With your own eyes?
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| {Bridge]
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| We are embers in the the flame
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| We are whispers in God’s name
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| We’re the heat that burns your skin
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| We’re the cold that lets pain in
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| We’re the wind that blinds your eyes
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| We’re the shame that haunts your lies
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| We’re the nightmare when you sleep
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| We’re the guilt that all men keep
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| When the sky came down
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| When the sun went dark
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| When the night was torn
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| And we heard God laugh
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| When the Righteous came
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| And they cleansed our sins
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| Have you ever seen me
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| With your own eyes? |