| This night / Toward and empty sky a soul defies
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| Soaked in fire / Two paths collide
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| His head so low he cannot lift / An offering to death sublime
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| His eyes for you / In the sacred lines to follow
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| Upon the precipice, setting precedent
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| This space where nothing grows
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| Writhing in grey, wishing the woe away
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| Faces seen but never known
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| All the roads to strange paradise
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| Yet unknown, this sacred destruction
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| Oh child, your life, your will
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| Sinking feeling, where are you going now
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| We approach, an even-ing
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| We approach a horizon, another cycle of renewal
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| All our lives, waiting for this time, this release
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| The mourning has fallen, a balance returns, an even-ing
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| All our lives spent, waiting for this
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| Soaked in fire, an empty sky, death sublime, a soul defies this time
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| All our crimes, they have played out against us
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| Forget the finality, there is abundance here
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| Embrace the complexity, now cut the cord and release
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| Chipping away, away at the stone, building it all, always alone
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| An inroad into the calcified mind, the beginning of the end of these chains
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| that will bind
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| So we are, chipping away, so we could know
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| These scars of old left to mend in the cold
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| Discovering the essence, we harken the call / Oh child, your life, your will
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| Left for dead in this wasteland, the path unknown / Sinking feeling,
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| where are you going now
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| We carry on, without fear, the birds speak in tongues / A blinding light
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| returns, the Will set within
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| We will heed their beckoning, proceed with all we know / At the foot of the
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| hill, a sacrifice made, the will set within
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| We will harken the call, we will find a way
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| Yet we remain numb, with this placid facade
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| I will see through this, I will find a way
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| We will find our way
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| Beginning of the end |