| Light tracers follow me farther
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| Into the depths of unknown
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| The blackness surrounding the border of hope
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| We’re alone
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| We plead for the signs of a second chance
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| In hopes it will stifle the fear
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| The dying remains of a world gone insane
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| We are near the end
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| A course that will lead us through darkness
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| Prepared by our leaders insist
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| We mustn’t all pray to the shadow of
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| The iron fist
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| We enter the void with our eyes straight ahead
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| The force all around us we feel
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| The twisted contusions of hatred will finally reveal
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| Enforcer
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| Master of nations revealed
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| Enforcer
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| The beams from his soul you will feel
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| Slicing and tearing our way to the gate
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| A towering fortress of blackened steel
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| Desolate plains holding dying remains
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| Heed the call of the master we’ll soar to
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| The edges of time
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| Light tracers follow me farther
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| Into the depths of unknown
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| The blackness surrounding the borders of hope
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| We’re alone
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| We plead for the signs, give us a second chance
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| In hopes it will stifle the fear
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| The battered remains of world gone insane
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| We are near
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| Once long ago we had to hide
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| In the shadows of the land
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| To keep us away from the crawl
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| Enforcer’s taking hold of us |