| Here is the soul of a man
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| Here in this place for the taking
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| Clothed in white, stand in the light
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| Here is the soul of a man
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| Time to speak with the shaman again
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| Conjure the jester again
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| Black dog in the ruins is howling my name
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| So here is the soul of a man
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| When the world was virgin before the coming of men
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| Just a solar witness, the beginning of the end
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| From a world of magma to a cold rock face
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| The ascent of madness and a human race
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| We are strange believers all of us
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| There are stranger truths immortal lust
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| We rise from slumber he calls our name
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| Recalls our number abide with pain
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| Reef in a sail at the edge of the world
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| If eternity should fail
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| Waiting in line for the ending of time
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| If eternity should fail
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| Reef in a sail at the edge of the world
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| If eternity should fail
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| Waiting in line for the ending of time
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| If eternity should fail
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| To god’s illusion which I recall
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| Was our delusion before the fall
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| The angels come and the angels go
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| But the lord of light shining below
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| Eternal blackness beyond the stars
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| We think our wisdom will get that far
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| At the master’s table, the table’s bare
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| No land of plenty, devastation, despair
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| Reef in a sail at the edge of the world
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| If eternity should fail
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| Waiting in line for the ending of time
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| If eternity should fail
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| Reef in a sail at the edge of the world
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| If eternity should fail
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| Waiting in line for the ending of time
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| If eternity should fail
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| Reef in a sail at the edge of the world
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| If eternity should fail
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| Waiting in line for the ending of time
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| If eternity should fail
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| Reef in a sail at the edge of the world
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| If eternity should fail
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| Waiting in line at the ending of time
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| If eternity should fail
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| Reef in a sail at the edge of the world
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| If eternity should fail
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| Waiting in line at the ending of time
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| If eternity should fail
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| Reef in a sail at the edge of the world
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| If eternity should fail
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| Waiting in line at the ending of time
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| If eternity should fail
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| Good day, my name is Necropolis
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| I am formed of the dead
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| I am the harvester of the soul meat
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| And I suck the lives from around my bed
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| My own two sons I gave them breath
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| And I filled their living corpses with my bile
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| What humanity I knew I have long forgotten
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| For me eternity is nothing but a short while |