| Pitch black skies whip down the rain
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| That freezes your blood and makes you feel weak
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| The wind and the cold are bringing you down
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| You fight, you’ll lose, you just don’t know it yet
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| The never ending path you crawl is slowly killing you
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| You’ll never ever get back home, now you know it too
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| Every single step you take gets you closer to the bitter end
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| The never ending path you crawl is slowly killing you
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| You’ll never ever get back home, now you know it too
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| What is the secret?
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| The power you’re insanely driven by?
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| And what is the source
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| That makes you think that you can fly?
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| One more! |
| You’ll feel like a king
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| The ruler of the world
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| One more! |
| You’ll feel like a god
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| Just before you’re swirled
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| One… more… time…
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| You see the light that gives you the warmth
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| You pray, you beg, but no one can hear
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| The never ending path you crawl is slowly killing you
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| You’ll never ever get back home, now you know it too
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| What is the secret?
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| The power you’re insanely driven by?
|
| And what is the source
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| That makes you think that you can fly?
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| One more! |
| You’ll feel like a king
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| The ruler of the world
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| One more! |
| You’ll feel like a god
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| Just before you’re swirled |