| Cold air riding with the winds
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| Nowhere to escape from the chill that it brings
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| Is it soon to be over? |
| Hold my breath and I count to ten
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| But it doesn’t grow weaker
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| It comes raging like a storm stronger than before
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| Tearing down our walls
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| As we’re heading for the great fall
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| Tell me where to we go when all hope is gone
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| Yes, we’re heading for the great fall
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| 'Cause I know that this war just can’t be won
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| Dark shades spreading out their wings
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| Sharp blades marks the change that’s about to begin
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| There’s no sudden redemption
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| That could reinvent our past
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| There’s no sign of salvation
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| We’ve run out of time
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| Regression has begun
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| The damage is done
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| As we’re heading for the great fall
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| There’s no use to deny what is yet to come
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| Yes, we’re heading for the great fall
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| There’s no point to go on once the truth has been told
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| As we’re heading for the great fall
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| There’s no use to deny what is yet to come
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| Yes, we’re heading for the great fall
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| There’s no point to go on once the truth has been told |