| As to the drifters of the high rift plains
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| They can see the ashes, and the acid rain
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| It turns to dust before my very eyes
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| And it chokes to death within the smog it lies
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| Take one look at your skies
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| And in the darkness realize
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| Kill fear, the power of lies
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| For we will not be hypnotized
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| Turn back the clock within your glass of sand
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| To a time of love within this blackened land
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| A silent child climbs a mound of char
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| Where he plants a seed that grows beyond the stars
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| Take one look at your skies
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| And in the darkness realize
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| Kill fear, the power of lies
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| For we will not be hypnotized
|
| Take one look at your skies
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| And in the darkness realize
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| Kill fear, the power of lies
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| For we will not be hypnotized
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| Oh oh
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| Take one look at your skies
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| And in the darkness realize
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| Kill fear, the power of lies
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| For we will not be hypnotized |