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Outside the boundaries where all the streets are empty |
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In such a lonely moment we reach the same conclusion |
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Chants of cathedral choirs, stations of iron cogs grind |
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Primeaval screams we heard. |
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Release cannot be found, no |
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You'll never see that water flow |
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You'll never see the water flowing |
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We that have tasted such beauties of corruption |
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Triumphal arches raised designed to fall again |
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My kingdom and place of exile |
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You'll never see the water flowing. |
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Your shouts of righteousness jaded our contributions |
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Too scared for anger, the cause without a rebel |
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No revolutions in four four time |
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You'll never see that water flowing. |
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I walk down amongst the ruins and past glories shattered me |
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Elysian decays, answers that we are finding |
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Waters of perfection fade |
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You'll never see the water flow |
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You'll never see the water flow |
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You'll never see the water flowing. |
