| Forever, man spent searching for answers
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| Never knowing just what to believe
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| How can, in this tragedy we call life
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| Can we be so blind to what’s real
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| Nothing here is permanent
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| Nothing stays the same
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| Abandoned and hopeless
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| We’re falling away
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| We are falling away
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| So down the narrow road we will travel
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| Never knowing what lies ahead
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| Contemplating this choice we have chosen
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| Will it lead to our life or our death?
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| So down the narrow road we will travel
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| Never knowing what lies ahead
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| Contemplating this choice we have chosen
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| Will it lead to our life or our death?
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| For this journey will bring many trials
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| And these trials will bring many sins
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| So today we ready our horses
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| And ride through the darkness, again
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| This wasteland, no roads fit to travel
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| Still will not slow us down
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| This hatred, we are sure to encounter
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| Is the least of our worries for now
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| The lights growing dimmer now
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| The flames seem slow
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| The darkness consuming the unoccupied gallows we’ve left down below
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| Nothing here is permanent
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| Nothing stays the same
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| Abandoned and hopeless we’re falling away
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| We are falling away |