| Our time ended years ago
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| As it did a thousand times before
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| You have not seen it and yet it’s true
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| Just because you’re paranoid
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| doesn’t mean they’re not after you
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| There is always another millennium
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| Another disaster, a new omega
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| We march towards the end
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| With our heads held high
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| And with ever gathering speed
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| Prophets of doom shouting in our ear
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| Tales of terror, disease and death
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| Seek shelter before it’s too late
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| Prophets of doom shouting in our ear
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| Tales of terror, disease and death
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| Seek shelter before it’s too late
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| We are safe
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| in our world wide see-through coffins
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| And we are always aware
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| And yet know nothing
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| We learn nothing
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| As our story repeats itself
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| And we are always aware
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| And yet know nothing
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| We learn nothing
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| As our story repeats itself
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| Going round same cycle again
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| With high hopes and bound eyes
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| In our Chronos every moment is a new Kairos
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| A new chance to welcome
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| The gathering shadows
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| Prophets of doom shouting in our ear
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| Tales of terror, disease and death
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| Seek shelter before it’s too late
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| Prophets of doom shouting in our ear
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| Tales of terror, disease and death
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| Seek shelter before it’s too late
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| We are safe
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| in our world wide see-through coffins
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| And when the end comes again
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| We empty our memories
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| And start preparing for apocalypse anew
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| A new world order
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| And so it shall be done
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| And we are always aware
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| And yet know nothing
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| We learn nothing
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| As our story repeats itself
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| And we are always aware
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| And yet know nothing
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| We learn nothing
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| As our story repeats itself |