| Death storm. |
| Frightening sky. |
| Tear apart we lost our minds, hope, time,
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| desire of light.
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| In the dark we rest, we wait. |
| We all pay to die. |
| We’re so far when grief
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| divides.
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| Everyday alive but dead inside we fade away. |
| This world is dust, Cycles of pain.
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| Wading through blood, your own. |
| Spilled through life in vain. |
| Our price the air.
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| We all pay to die. |
| We can’t avoid the night to come. |
| Fear divides
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| Everyday alive but dead inside you fade away, this world is dust, Cycles of pain
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| Everyday alive but dead inside you fade away, this life, dust, Cycles of pain
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| Open your eyes. |
| The Dead awakes. |
| A new day. |
| Cycles of pain. |