| Darkness has fallen, yet I see a tiny speck of light
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| From the start of time, till the end of time
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| For eons of nights
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| A voice is calling, from the deepest endless black of space
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| From a faceless God, till the end of time
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| Lays us to waste
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| Should I regret the things I’ve done?
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| Or turn my back on everyone?
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| Darkness is summoning within
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| But light will free me of this sin
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| Darkness has fallen, yet I see an ember from the sun
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| From the dawn of time, it has burned for us
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| But it’s time has come
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| A voice has spoken, yet I cannot turn my back and run
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| From the endless shame, I cannot escape
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| What I have done
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| Should I regret the men I’ve slain?
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| Or is this life a senseless game?
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| Darkness is summoning within
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| But light will free me of this sin
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| Cast them all into the ashes of the sun
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| And leave the gods to judge me
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| Never, shall I repent what I have done
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| For there is light within me
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| My torment lives on and on
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| And suffocates my soul
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| To this life that I was grown
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| I won’t grow old
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| My torment lives on and on
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| And suffocates my soul
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| To this life that I was grown
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| I won’t grow old
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| Should I regret the things I’ve done?
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| Or turn my back on everyone?
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| Darkness is summoning within
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| But light will free me of this sin
|
| Cast them all into the ashes of the sun
|
| And leave the gods to judge me
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| Never, shall I repent what I have done
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| For there is light within me
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| My torment lives on and on
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| And suffocates my soul
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| To this life that I was grown
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| I won’t grow old
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| My torment lives on and on
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| And suffocates my soul
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| To this life that I was grown
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| I won’t grow old |