| In growing numbers
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| They head into the night
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| Familiar silhouettes
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| Of beloved ones drifting by
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| With every passing shadow
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| I wish I was wrong
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| About where they are going
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| And what they will find out there
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| A thousand throats
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| Screaming in silence
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| Slit speechless by her descent
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| The echo of heavens crashing
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| The massive thunder of falling feathers
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| One who does not curse death has not truely loved
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| If I had gods
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| this would be when I would have prayed to them
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| If I had gods
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| This would be when I would raced up to face them
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| I’d cut out their eyes
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| Just as these tears made me fumbling blind
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| I’d tear out their hearts
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| Just as they robbed me of mine and I’d cast them down to die
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| I wish I was wrong
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| About why they left
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| I wish that I could believe
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| That there would in fact be
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| Someone to meet them
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| Someont to bring them all home
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| A thousand throats
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| Screaming in silence
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| Slit speechless by her descent
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| The echo of heavens crashing
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| The massive thunder of falling feathers
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| He who does not denounce his gods has not learnt the meaning of loss
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| I have cursed death
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| And I have known love
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| I’ve slain my gods
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| Only emptiness above
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| Light like vapour I was drifting next to thee
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| Massive the weight as I took my leave
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| I have cursed death
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| And I have known love
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| I’ve slain my gods
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| Only emptiness above
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| Light like vapour you were drifting next to me
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| Massive the weight as you took your leave. |