| Watching the wreckage fall from where the stars shine
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| Seven angels call our kingdom come
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| Searching for patterns in the static of space
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| The black moon has eclipsed the sun
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| Our watchers say they have been here for a long time
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| Letting us believe that we were still in control
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| No more denial as their lights blur the skyline
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| Watching the heavens bleed down from below
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| And we will see them in the fires of the night sky
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| Turn you back as the trumpet sounds
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| No salvation left
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| No one’s reason was right
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| Down on you knees tonight
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| Under the night sky
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| Nowhere to hide from the fires in the night sky
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| Voices in your head whisper «Come and see»
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| No salvation left
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| No one’s reason is right
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| Under the night sky
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| Decades of lies told to keep us in-line
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| Just keep staring at your phone — stop looking outside
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| An obvious conspiracy — don’t question anything you see
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| If you do then you’re on their side
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| This is the consequence of our complacency
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| The lamb can’t complain once the slaughter’s complete
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| One last cry until the silence stays
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| And seven billion souls become meat for the beast |