| Pry open the eyes of the frozen
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| I tried to find you, I tried to warn you
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| That we’re being stripped of emotions
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| In confrontation, disintegration of sense
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| Draining
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| Afterlife, we won’t be born again
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| Sold our lights, to serve the revenant
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| Afterlife
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| Enter fire, enter flames
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| Watch the whole world go insane
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| Holding tight, but slipping off the edge
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| Fight or flight, only to die again
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| Afterlife
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| Why waste all our time being servants?
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| We’ve lost our colors, gave into monsters
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| So curse all your filthy opinions
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| I had an orchard, but then they burned it down
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| Down, down, down, magma
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| Afterlife, we won’t be born again
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| Sold our lights, to serve the revenant
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| Afterlife
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| Enter fire, enter flames
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| Watch the whole world go insane
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| Holding tight, but slipping off the edge
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| Fight or flight, only to die again
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| Afterlife
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| Save me, save me
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| Save me, save me
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| Marching, marching
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| We keep on marching til' the gods start torching gods
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| Afterlife, we won’t be born again
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| Sold our lights, to serve the revenant
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| Afterlife
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| Enter fire, enter flames |
| Watch the whole world go insane
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| Holding tight, but slipping off the edge
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| Fight or flight, only to die again
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| Afterlife |