| The voices sounding as they march along
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| Anticipation in the air
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| Beneath the trenches we disguise ourselves
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| 'Cause there’s no one to fight
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| Chasing darkness through the night
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| Shadows don’t glow
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| The chanting sound it makes your blood run cold
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| Enter the madman once again
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| Preserving the utmost sincerity
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| As he hides us from the truth
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| From the old and from the youth
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| Living under the sun
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| Do we recognize the spirits that guide us?
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| Through the years we will fly
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| Do we know that our chances are passing us by?
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| Unite and divine
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| The shame and the pride
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| When everything’s so black and white
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| United, we divine
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| We’re not the center of the universe
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| No reasoning can challenge this
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| I believe, you believe, we believe in certainty
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| But the shadows we pursue
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| Distract them from me and you
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| When the change has begun
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| And your will has been done
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| Rest your anger and accept the stranger
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| We unite and divine… |