| Follow me to Alshain
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| Toward a fiery grave
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| We have spun a web of worlds
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| Spinning out of control
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| I crossed the other side
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| But I was brought back
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| The air sucked from my lungs
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| My hull was cracked
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| The dust sifted in
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| Like an hourglass
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| It sealed my ship
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| And I was intact
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| Hourglass between worlds
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| Emptiness on the side that employs
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| The upper hand
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| Recharging the void
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| Each half of the cosmic breath
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| Moved by a void
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| With our lungs at capacity
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| Recharging the void
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| Follow me to Alshain
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| Toward a fiery grave
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| We have spun a web of worlds
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| Spinning out of control
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| We’ve lived beyond our years
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| And now we hear our calling
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| We’ve outlived our pillars falling, falling…
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| I must return to Alshain
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| To release our clutch
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| Terminal redux
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| Like our star at its end
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| Time will warp in the space we bend
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| As we burst to our stellar tomb
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| Its planets will be consumed
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| Hourglass between worlds
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| Emptiness on the side that employs
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| The upper hand
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| Recharging the void
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| Each half of the cosmic breath
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| Moved by a void
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| With our lungs at capacity
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| Recharging the void
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| All the things
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| We’ve destroyed
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| But there is one thing left
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| Bring balance through our death
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| The Cygnus tide can be restored
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| To a cosmic state
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| Before man perverted it
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| Before we staked our claim
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| Ultimate sacrifice
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| To revive the flux
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| Turning back a shrinking world
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| Too small for us
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| Ultimate sacrifice
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| To revive the flux
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| Turning back a shrinking world
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| Too small for us
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| Illuminate what remains
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| From a time when all sanctions were hallowed
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| And our freedoms sucked straight from our marrow
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| To bleed after refrain
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| All we knew was the suffering
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| Away, all of the shame and the sorrow
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| Only hoping for endless tomorrows
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| We look to cold, shimmering skies
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| Feel the light passing by
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| There’s no light that reflects from our gallows
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| Planets stricken to live in the shadows
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| Of cold, shimmering skies
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| All we ask is our story be told
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| To young, beckoning, yearning worlds
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| Who are struggling to be as one
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| We are the light from a dying sun
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| In darkness we will remain
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| Yeah!
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| Oh!
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| Feel the light
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| Piercing your eyes
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| Open the skies
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| To the Cygnus tide
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| Countdown to the end
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| The Terminal descends
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| Into Alshain’s cloud
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| To be kept under shroud
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| Rulers of life
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| We’ve seen the limits of our minds
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| Our foresight is blinded by our bias
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| To which we cannot hide
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| (Cygnus is calling)
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| Bound to our graves
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| All in stellar remains
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| (The pillars are falling)
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| (Cygnus is calling)
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| Bound to our graves
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| All in stellar remains
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| (The pillars are falling)
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| (Cygnus is calling)
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| Bound to our graves
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| All in stellar remains
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| (The pillars are falling)
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| (Cygnus is calling)
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| Bound to our graves
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| All in stellar remains
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| (The pillars are falling)
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| (Cygnus is calling)
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| Bound to our graves
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| All in stellar remains
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| (The pillars are falling)
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| (Cygnus is calling)
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| Bound to our graves
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| All in stellar remains
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| (The pillars are falling)
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| (Cygnus is calling)
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| Bound to our graves
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| All in stellar remains
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| (The pillars are falling)
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| (Cygnus is calling)
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| Bound to our graves
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| From beyond the grave
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| It rises once again
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| With balance staved, we make amends
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| A ruler without plots or schemes
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| Of cosmic law, we could
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| Only dream
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| I heed the Cygnus call
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| A symbol for life and death’s resolve
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| Our fate implodes upon our crux
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| The Terminal is set to self-destruct
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| Relic Alshain
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| Oh, Shahin-i-tarazu
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| I return my flesh to
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| You |