| There’s nothing in this place that excites me anymore
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| I long only for nightmares, for apocalypse and war
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| I’m bored out of my skull, let’s play a different game
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| Let’s pay a visit down below and cast the world in flames
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| There is beauty in fire when all lights are out
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| And then there’s truth in the things we’ve learned to live without
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| The devil in the doorway is defined within our blood
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| But we can always play and make believe
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| A wondrous design, a bored and brutal mind
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| So ready to inflict his sense of justice on mankind
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| A fly upon the wall, I watch as he evolves
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| And follow as the world around him steadily dissolves
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| There is beauty in fire when all lights are out
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| And then there’s truth in the things we’ve learned to live without
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| The devil in the doorway is defined within our blood
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| But we can always play and make believe
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| And in the world beyond this day there will be faith no more
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| The certainty of your new God, is all you need to know
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| This not the peace you had in mind? |
| The one you waited for?
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| There is no land beyond his law, there is no place to go
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| Nowhere outside the world of Light
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| I’m bored out of my skull, let’s play a different game
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| Let’s pay a visit down below and cast the world in flames
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| There is beauty in fire when all lights are out
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| And then there’s truth in the things we’ve learned to live without
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| The devil in the doorway is defined within our blood
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| But we can always play and make believe
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| There is beauty in fire when all lights are out
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| And then there’s truth in the things we’ve learned to live without
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| The devil in the doorway is defined within our blood
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| But we can always play and make believe |