| Which of you am I to lay down first
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| To shake the coffin or to spread the dust
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| To say hello and greet the underworld
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| Or fly the moment over hill to burn
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| Feel the lightning, or be the lightning
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| Enter stellar, levigate a name
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| Among the others, we all look the same
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| Your time is flying now, high in the air
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| So sad to see you got nothing to say
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| Two black ravens sitting on a fence
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| Cackle, laughing at mankind itself
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| Loving how it feels to be that free
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| And leaving us behind in misery
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| Feel the lightning, or be the lightning
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| Enter stellar, levigate a name
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| Among the others, we all look the same
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| Your time is flying now, high in the air
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| So sad to see you got nothing to say
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| The ravens are crying you home
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| 'Cause the heaven is not you
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| You’ll feel the fire
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| And I will be joining you too
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| Your time is flying now, high in the air
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| So sad to see you got nothing to say
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| The ravens are crying you home
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| 'Cause the heaven is not you
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| You’ll feel the fire
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| And I will be joining you too |