| Something grabs my throat I choke and I*
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| Think I felt the silence of your cold
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| Bright light, you’re blanketed by death
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| Transforming you into stone
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| Though this world will never see you again
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| What you brought to this life is only the beginning
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| Your strength showed us all that
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| There is still hope for the living
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| But with these memories, you will linger on
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| And bright light will give us hope
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| And with you in mind we begin our climb to the start of a losing race
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| And know if this world falls
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| We all go with it
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| But now its time to take a step back
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| And witness this world that we have created
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| So listen to the voice that is in your head
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| Telling you that this is not the end
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| This is where your strength begins
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| Something grabs my throat I choke and I
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| Think I felt the silence of your cold
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| Bright light, you’re blanketed by death
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| Transforming you into stone
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| But with these memories, you will linger on
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| And bright light will give us hope |