| Silent is the storm that awaits
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| As our crumbling world starts to give way
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| Falling around us a new kingdom rises
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| billions of souls sinking and sinking
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| The flames from below dance at our feet
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| Soon to rise up and carry us through
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| The burning gates ablaze in glory
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| Marvel at the fall of man
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| Glorious flames… Rise above
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| Show us pain… and cleanse our world
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| Our selfish eyes see no wrong
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| Closer and closer to God we believe
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| But farther and farther from grace we’ll fall
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| Closer and closer to our kingdom of fire
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| Comfort us with words of hope
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| We stare into the coming dark
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| Blanket us with eternal night
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| The sweetness of death upon our lips
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| Far are we… From everlasting joy
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| Close are we… To a world below
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| A world of hate… A world of pain
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| A world too blind to see
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| A world of judgments… A world of sadness
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| A world void of truth
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| A world of the power mad… A world of corrupted lives
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| A world destroying itself ahead of its time
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| A world of lust… A world of corrupted lives
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| A world destroying itself ahead of its time
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| A world of lust… A world of greed
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| A world with no hope
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| Bastard son, you spread your arms to suave us from ourselves
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| This weak attempt has failed us so, just like your fabled father above
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| This shadow you’ve cast upon our world still conceals the light
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| So pick a God, for there’s no one left that can save us from our end
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| We’ll beg for life
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| We’ll beg for forgiveness
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| We’ll beg for pity
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| We’ll beg to be closer to God
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| Foolish souls will never see
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| The closer to God the closer to our end
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| For Christ can’t undo this sorrow and pain
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| For when he died his soul went below
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| Glorious flames… Come us all
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| Bring us closer… To a God Below
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| Far are we… From everlasting joy
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| Close are we… To a world below |