| Free fall into black chambers
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| I can hear the weeping choir
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| I land at the gate exhausted and pained
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| He leaves me behind
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| And I view through the open door
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| The multitudes of those in eternal gloom
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| I see their faces strained in utmost fear
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| Staring into those fiery eyes
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| How did he find me?
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| I look around in curiosity
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| 'Til I see footprints in the sand
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| Running next to a trail of tears
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| He came to the gateway, taking my place
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| Heard me crying desperation
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| The screaming of demons inside of the fire
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| Unleash upon those that will house them
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| Beasts turning vocal, exploding the screams
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| A battle that’s already won
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| But they will find that the brightest of fires
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| Cannot blot out the burn of the Son
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| Aware of the efforts they pose being in vain
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| Their anger explained
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| He appears in the doorway
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| With something under His arm
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| A bag overflowing with sacrifice
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| I could never fully comprehend
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| No need to escape by my own strength
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| As I am carried away
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| Flight towards the heavens with Venus in mind
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| Strength of a second chance
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| The screaming of demons inside of the fire
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| Unleash upon those that will house them
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| Beasts turning vocal exploding the screams
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| A battle that’s already won
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| But they will find that the brightest of fires
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| Cannot blot out the burn of the Son
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| Aware of the efforts they pose being in vain
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| Their anger explained
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| I look in His eyes with tears in my own
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| As He drops it in the ocean
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| Never to be seen again |