| My blinded eyes are staring at the burning sky
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| There’s not a cloud to throw a shadow in my way
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| My dried out body’s got no shelter from the sun
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| What’s coming over me, to hell, what’s coming over me?
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| I’m stumbling through these fields of naked stones and sand
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| Here’s nothing growing, every life has found and end
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| And not a drop of water that could wet my lips
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| What’s coming over me, to hell, what’s coming over me?
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| I’m burning for liquid
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| More than words can say
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| I can’t stay in this wasteland
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| I’m starving, I need your hand
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| Take me to the water, bring me to a shore
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| Take me to the water, I can’t take much more
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| I can’t explain it what has happened to my land
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| What once were meadows now is deadly desert sand
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| And all my people died, our fountains, they ran dry
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| What did come over us, to hell, what did come over us?
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| We were a race of billions, trying to rule the earth
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| But on this planet we have done our job the worst
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| It seems that our evolution made no sense
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| What did come over us, to hell, what did come over us?
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| Disasters, they warned us
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| We did not see the signs
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| I can’t stay in this wasteland
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| I’m starving, I need your hand
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| Take me to the water, bring me to a shore
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| Take me to the water, I can’t take much more
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| We were send to a holy land, were meant to understand
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| Pride got us completely wrong to believe we’re endless strong
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| Take on life and I’ll take two, sort 'em out and kill anew
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| Hell is here, it’s sad but true
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| When one thinks he’s more than you
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| The blinded eyes are staring at the burning sky
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| The last man on this planet, left alone to die
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| The only hope is left to find what he was told
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| To find the river where the water of mercy flows
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| Take me to the water… |