| And now the storm begins to break
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| Oh could there be a hiding place
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| The thunder trembles in my veins
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| No mortal hand can choke the reins
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| I can’t disguise the sacrifice
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| The bitter truth, how sweet the lies
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| One thousand thoughts to comprehend
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| Should it begin, or should it end
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| I heard a cry that turned to laughter
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| Amidst the turmoil deep inside
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| The voice will ring forever after
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| Oh can my conscience not be bribed — enough
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| To dwell on thoughts of fortune
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| And let my sanity survive
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| And not to live a life of caution
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| Or must I leave — just to arrive?
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| ‘Chorus'
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| The heat of fear has let me colder
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| The demons find no place to hide
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| I seek the strength of men much bolder
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| Oh come and line up side by side — to tear
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| In shreds the foe to whom I’m losing
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| God in who else can I confide
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| Is the answer so confusing?
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| Or must I leave — just to arrive? |