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The winds of tomorrow, blowing hard today |
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I see the ruins of the world I used to know |
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I hear the liars, and their words of deceit |
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Never-ending stories of their false prophecies |
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One glory day our kingdom will come |
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When all the wars are gone |
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We have paid for the sins of yesterday |
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Our dreams will come true |
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At the end of the line |
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Standing in the ashes of a million lives |
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Dead just because they believed in someone else |
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Forever trusting, always let down |
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The time has come for us to make a stand |
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One glory day our kingdom will come |
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When all the wars are gone |
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We have paid for the sins of yesterday |
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Our dreams will come true |
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At the end of the line |
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Take back what's ours and to be free |
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There won't be any room for forged sympathy |
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No more denial those days are gone |
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We've already dug our own graves hundred times around |
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One glory day our kingdom will come |
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When all the wars are gone |
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We have paid for the sins of yesterday |
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Our dreams will come true |
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At the end of the line |
