| We can make a sound, breaking stars and planets down
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| Releasing a supernova into the silence
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| And all that will remain are links of broken chains
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| An ending to the violence screaming inside us
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| A prisoner of time and space, construct we can’t escape
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| A fleeting moment alive
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| The vortex of yesterday echoes familiar waves
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| The deafening sound inside us now
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| Breathing, not believing, oculus deceiving
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| Waste it all to find a way
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| Dreaming of a reason, grieving heart deceiving
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| Waste it all to find a way
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| Breathing, not believing, oculus deceiving
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| Waste it all to find a way
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| We can make a sound that’s heard where gods are found
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| A voice that’s calling out from the Universe below
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| Just a speck of stardust compared to the universe
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| What is my worth in this life?
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| These glowing filaments conducting this enchanting
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| Sarcophagus that’s holding us
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| Go, let me go
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| Let me go!
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| Let me go!
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| Let me go!
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| Let me go! |