| These creatures travel through the night
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| Coming to your town, bearing ideas through melody
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| They are the voice of a million upon open minds
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| They hold true to the ties in which they bind
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| You can stop an army, but no barricade can stop an idea
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| By the power of truth, they while living
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| Shall conquer the universe
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| They have given it all up
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| Just for the rush of the voyage
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| Constantly in transit
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| But never alone
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| A family, not through blood
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| It’s something deeper in our bone
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| Pacifists in nature
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| But warriors at heart
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| Their weapon of choice
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| Are sounds which form art
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| These vagrant souls are in no search of a home
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| The feed off of praise and bear theory
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| In hopes of turning inside-out whom which are weary
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| Do you fear thee
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| Creatures of the night
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| People fear these persuasive creatures
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| Hiding the risk of exposure
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| They travel for many miles
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| To leave an impression
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| They are the carriers of the truth
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| And it’s slowly spreading
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| They seem to be exactly
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| Just what everyone’s been dreading
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| Pacifists in nature
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| But warriors at heart
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| Their weapon of choice
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| Are sounds which form art
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| These vagrant souls are in no search of a home
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| The feed off of praise and bear theory
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| In hopes of turning inside-out whom which are weary
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| Do you fear thee
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| Creatures of the night |