| I Hear, Sirens, once more for the breach my friends
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| Sworn enemy, with the violence
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| Freedom falls hard to the new tyrants
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| Time breaks along a fault line
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| Legions move in a dark night
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| Hold on to the rail, hold tight
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| Better Roll up ready for the fairground ride
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| Suffering is sacred, there’s no fate if you gonna make it
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| Jump on the cracks, in the black pavements
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| Bears don’t live there, you better face it
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| Mole skin, I fight with my lyrics
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| Trying to mend the world but I know my limits
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| Better put the venom in the mic so I kill it with the vibe
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| And I put a bit of insight in it
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| Live for the day
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| When I can be truthful and say
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| That we are moving towards the light
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| But who knows what the story is
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| Could’ve been that the glory was once
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| But has left us behind
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| But if we run away, we abandon all the ones that will stay
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| And our last hope to make paradise
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| So come now be heresy
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| We can make the fantasy real
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| If we know who we are inside
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| So, I lie here terrified
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| For as the silence falls
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| I still hear them strike
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| When they call their sirens on the winds tonight
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| Help me fly to the far light
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| Well understand me
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| A violent parasite will come tear down the poets
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| And steal the light
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| And they call it 'society' but they lie
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| Cos the garlands have fallen
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| The lives that we’re born in, is not where we’re going
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| We don’t have to wake up and take up their lies
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| Society is rotten, time’s come for loving
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| Gotta dream to take up so wake up and rise
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| A Life is for living in, we can’t be everything
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| Gotta take the time to breath in the sunlight
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| I’ve seen a warning
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| Now the garlands have fallen
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| Could it be the sunrise?
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| Beliefs, dead minds don’t figure this gonna end right
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| Fundamental peace is a better insight, got a vision, but I need for the terror
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| inside to flee
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| Freedom inner mind work, no we got to make a divine order, but no god, no hope,
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| no curse
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| Everyone is a heathen, on this earth
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| Dazed and forgetful, beneath the razor wire of the mental, got to be
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| questioning fundamentals
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| Caught between the free and the more faithful
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| Don’t look, walk on, fly with us, were the last ones
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| Brightest children of the vast suns, time to find were we come from
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| Live for the day
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| When I can be truthful and say
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| That we are moving towards the light
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| But who knows what the story is
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| Could’ve been that the glory was once
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| But has left us behind
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| But if we run away, we abandon all the ones that will stay
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| And our last hope to make paradise
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| So come now be heresy
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| We can make the fantasy real
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| If we know who we are inside
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| So, I lie here terrified
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| For as the silence falls
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| I still hear them strike
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| When they call their sirens on the winds tonight
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| Help me fly to the far light
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| Well understand me
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| A violent parasite will come tear down the poets
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| And steal the light
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| And they call it 'society' but they lie
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| Cos the garlands have fallen
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| The lives that we’re born in, is not where we’re going
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| We don’t have to wake up and take up their lies
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| Society is rotten, time’s come for loving
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| Gotta dream to take up so wake up and rise
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| A Life is for living in, we can’t be everything
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| Gotta take the time to breath in the sunlight
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| I’ve seen a warning
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| Now the garlands have fallen
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| Could it be the sunrise?
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| Could it be the sunrise |