| Listen dreamy eyes, reality’s here
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| I know you can love, but is it bartered for fear
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| To give no quarter is to leave it to fate
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| To cast the die, to clean the slate
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| Confusion becomes paranoia
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| Twilight mourning this reign of denial
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| Horizon’s ablaze, speak of the devil
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| Whispers crying, fear faking a smile
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| The end of days, King see no evil
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| Wipe your teary eyes, you painted this scream
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| Viper in hand, you’re still asking to dream
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| In the final hour who would adorn
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| A house of cards before the storm
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| Extinction begets hysteria
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| Twilight mourning this reign of denial
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| Horizon’s ablaze, speak of the devil
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| Whispers crying, fear faking a smile
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| The end of days, King see no evil
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| So eat your anger, your viper gander
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| I know your hunger makes you blind
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| And it’s no wonder when the game is over
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| You’re still nurturing lies to leave behind
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| Twilight mourning this reign of denial
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| Horizon’s ablaze, speak of the devil
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| Whispers crying, fear faking a smile
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| The end of days, King see no evil |