| The darkness will not subside
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| Hands are reaching at the footsteps
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| Stumbling in the night
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| The stars can light the way
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| Countless eyes ablaze
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| A lamp shining truth
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| In a corner, roaches claim the kingdom
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| They scatter in the light
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| With cloak of dark words
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| They wage this fight
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| Across the room is justice
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| The love for which we stand
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| It will break the fangs of wicked men
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| And crush in it’s hand
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| One truth remains in mind
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| This place is not our home
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| With every shout we waste
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| With every new disgrace
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| This land will rot and turn to sand
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| But are we of mind to receive a salutation?
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| The knock on the door, the cell decays away
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| Into a swirl of scarlet disarray
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| A moment to catch our breath
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| And begin to fly away far, fly free
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| Amazed eyes approved this
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| Embarrassed, nobles turned away
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| Victims, young men screaming
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| For it’s for this in which we’ve prayed
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| For those who can’t fight
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| For those who won’t fight
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| Find strength within
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| Through the love of one
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| Bonded in chains
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| Which spark as they’re broken
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| Sanctified will march
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| The night is quiet, dew laden branches extend
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| Lies of a verdict brewing within
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| Hearts go out to the tortured ones
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| Seeking out the sun
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| Hold on through the darkened times
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| Reviving as heroes do rise
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| Over top the kings, screaming alive
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| Set fire to the night
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| Beyond this great escape
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| Where the darkness cannot go
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| They’ve preyed on those who can’t fight
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| On those who won’t fight
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| We’ve prayed for light on this |