| In this ever-changing world
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| We live in dangerous times
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| When you’re standing on the ledge
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| There’s no time to think it over
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| Is this the last time
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| That you will question my faith
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| This is the season of the crimson sky
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| I can remember the look upon your face
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| I can recall that moment in time
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| I tell you, my brother, fame is a dangerous thing
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| I can see thru' you, you’re flesh and blood
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| Let’s say goodbye to the past
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| It’s a long time gone
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| Now I have fallen on sacred ground
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| You run against the wind
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| You hear the starting gun
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| Now don’t you turn away
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| Now look what you have done
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| If you wanna make that move
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| Get into the void
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| If you’re searching for the truth
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| Get into the void
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| I see the future
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| I hear it calling my name
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| Look back in anger
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| I still feel the pain
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| It brings back memories from space and time
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| This is the year of the newborn child
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| You run against the wind
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| You hear the starting gun
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| Now don’t you turn away
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| Now look what you have done
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| If you wanna make that move
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| Get into the void
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| If you’re searching for the truth
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| Get into the void
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| If you’re looking for a thrill
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| Get into the void
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| If you wanna break your will
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| Get into the void
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| Is this the last time…
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| You run against the wind
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| You hear the starting gun
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| Now don’t you turn away
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| Now look what you have done
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| The rivers have all dried up
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| The locust’s in the sky
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| You better think it over
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| So give it one more try
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| If you wanna make that move…
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| I can remember
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| I can remember
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| Remember |