| Eyes — a thousand eyes waiting below the waves — because above the rain burns
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| My past becomes a lie
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| Goodbye sense of awareness — I drink adrenaline like mother’s milk,
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| it soothes me
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| Remove all that I trust, all I’m ashamed for, state of remission,
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| I feed of the vulture
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| I’m left breathless — the Battle is lost
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| One step takes a thousand miles — one black circle where I expected sun
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| One blind spot — one eye for a thousand eyes
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| Where I begun: underwater I’m reborn
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| I got stuck in the nether on a lonely cloud, while the heat burns my feathers
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| We’re all homeward bound — with a roar I dive down and I greet the seas
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| With words from an opiate verse
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| I am waiting for
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| One hand to raise a thousand fists
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| One moment caught in a thousand times
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| One blind spot
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| One eye for a thousand eyes
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| One place to long for
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| And I surrender to my pride
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| Goodbye
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| These eyes have seen the abyss
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| This mouth has told a thousand lies
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| My hands are washed in guilt and
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| I face my own reflection’s flight
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| What are you waiting for
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| You are left with nothing |