| No longer will we betray ourselves to carry the weight of the world.
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| Our hearts are alive with the sound.
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| We are the Agents of the Underground.
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| The beat of the clock and the body re-align.
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| Perspective shifts to the right of my mind.
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| Abstraction becomes true direction.
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| We are the sands in the oceans of time.
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| Carnations in a graveyard slowly dying all alone.
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| Two lovers underwater weighted, a promise set in stone.
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| Breathe in, breathe out.
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| We are ghosts of modern man.
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| The beat of the clock and the body realign
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| waiting for our chance to live again.
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| No longer will we betray ourselves to carry the weight of the world.
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| Our hearts are alive with the sound.
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| We are the Agents of the Underground.
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| No longer just an echo in some lost forgotten song.
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| The possibility of our demise, it keeps us fighting on and on.
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| So hollow the earth and set this in, it’s a revolution now.
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| A secret plan to make a break to define the love we take.
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| Breathe in, breathe out.
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| We are ghosts of all we had.
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| The beat of the clock and the body re-align
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| but just threw away so easily.
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| No longer will we betray ourselves to carry the weight of the world.
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| Our hearts are alive with the sound.
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| We are the Agents of the Underground.
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| The beat of the clock and the body re-align.
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| Perspective shifts to the right of my mind.
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| Abstraction becomes true direction.
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| We are the sands in the oceans of time.
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| The beat of the clock and the body re-align.
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| We are the sands in the oceans of time.
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| Perspective shifts to the right of my mind.
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| We are the ghosts in the oceans of time.
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| WE HAVE NO TIME!
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| WE HAVE NO TIME!
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| No longer will we betray ourselves to carry the weight of the world.
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| Our hearts are alive with the sound.
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| We are the Agents of the Underground.
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| WE HAVE NO TIME! |