| I’ve seen the wall of reason
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| Torn down slowly brick by brick
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| Decaying into decadence
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| A dissident gone sick
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| Endless consultation
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| Of the godless and the saints
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| From the once so wise and knowing
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| No clamors or complaints
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| Crusades and campaigns that never will be mine
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| Lay down your innocent head and resign
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| When time and space collide
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| The void is closing in from every side
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| Bow down a reign supreme
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| His empire of fire
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| Like migrants in a fever land
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| A tide that never ends
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| The taste of greater darkness
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| In their mouths as he descends
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| Too late for education
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| Only warnings laid to rest
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| Whispers rise like hornets
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| Swarming from its shadow nest
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| Crusades and campaigns that never will be mine
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| Lay down your innocent head and resign
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| When time and space collide
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| The void is closing in from every side
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| Bow down a reign supreme
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| His empire of fire |