| Come morning, chalice of dawn
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| To crown the sufferer in their glory
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| Come, for we are failing
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| Come, for we are waiting
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| For we are trying to breathe
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| First in the skies, apocalypse
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| Only your fury can set us free
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| Come for we are failing
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| Come for we are waiting
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| For we are trying to breed
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| Night eternal, our world is burning, bride eternal
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| Night eternal, our world is burning, bride eternal
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| Our world is dying, our world is dying
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| Come forth, for we are blood
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| And to blood we shall return, return
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| And I saw the woman drunken with the blood of saints
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| And with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus
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| Night eternal, our world is burning, bride eternal
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| Night eternal, our world is burning, bride eternal
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| Our world is dying, our world is dying, our world is dying |