| The brightest lights
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| Cast the darkest shadows
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| And that’s where I’ll be found
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| For what’s hiding by the morning
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| Will be chased by daylight’s hounds
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| Oh, the Dawn light sweeps all the shadows clean
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| Of what has gathered in the night
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| Hang the villains and the crooks
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| High on butchers hooks
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| As they run from the sun in fright
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| Oh the moonlight shadows are fleeting and scattered
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| Where memories and prophesies are slain
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| Only the moment you’re in can delight in sin
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| So forget your regrets and pains
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| The brightest lights
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| Cast the darkest shadows
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| And that’s where I’ll be found
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| For what’s hiding by the morning
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| Will be chased by daylight’s hounds
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| Well the twilight shivers as darkness is risen
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| Cold ash poured over the sun
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| For the son to rise again he must go through hell
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| To see what the darkness has done
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| The depraved and tamed, caught in pleasure’s chains;
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| Willingly surrendering
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| There’s a song to your soul while you bow to gold
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| The song the angels sing
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| The brightest lights
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| Cast the darkest shadows
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| And that’s where I’ll be found
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| For what’s hiding by the morning
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| Will be chased by daylight’s hounds
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| The brightest lights
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| Cast the darkest shadows
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| And that’s where I’ll be found
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| For what’s hiding by the morning
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| Will be chased by daylight’s hounds |