| We’ve seen it before and we’ll see it again
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| We’ll start fresh with the swell of the time
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| The ones against them are the ones against us
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| But the ocean will take and provide
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| Zion is calling me, I don’t know why
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| It appeared all at once in a dream
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| Something just shifted, a plumb line was worn
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| Now, I see a light through the sea
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| And when they come for us
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| Will we be gone?
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| And when they come for us
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| Will we be gone?
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| Walking in darkness, I breath in the light
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| A caution while carving the stone
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| A prophecy told while a promise is kept
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| The strong will defeat and uphold
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| Little wheels spin while we turn
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| Big wheels return to the star
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| The flag will be burning by morning
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| A flame will be lit in your heart
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| And when they come for us
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| Will we be gone?
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| And when they come for us
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| Will we be gone?
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| Holding a sword with a shield to my chest
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| Trying to fight off the motions of madness
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| In a fight to the death, we’ll see who still stands
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| The victor will lead with a blackened flag
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| And when they come for us
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| Will we be gone?
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| And when they come for us
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| Will we be gone?
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| And when they come for us
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| Will we be gone?
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| And when they come for us
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| We should have gone |