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The smell of ether |
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An orange flare |
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Confined submission |
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Fills the air |
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Hope and glory |
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Unreachable now |
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Nervous glances |
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Collide somehow |
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Plasma fluid |
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Quiets the thirst |
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A dead calm rises |
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Who will be first |
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The fading signal of distress |
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Counting the wounded, no time to rest |
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A final prayer, this ship's going down |
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Faces lie forward, hands are all bound |
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The fading signal of distress |
|
Counting the wounded, no time to rest |
|
A final prayer, this ship's going down |
|
Faces lie forward, hands are all bound |
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Burned with gas |
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The mask goes on |
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Subversive warfare |
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No right from wrong |
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Stepping forward |
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Into the unknown |
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Stepping forward |
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Restricted zone |
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Frozen water |
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Reflecting the light |
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Setting the enemy |
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In our sights |
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The fading signal of distress |
|
Counting the wounded, no time to rest |
|
A final prayer, this ship's going down |
|
Faces lie forward, hands are all bound |
|
The fading signal of distress |
|
Counting the wounded, no time to rest |
|
A final prayer, this ship's going down |
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Faces lie forward, hands are all bound |
