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I don't see who we are, I don't see what we are |
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I don't see who we are, I don't see where we are |
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This world grows an old believer |
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Where progress means decay |
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Death as a tempting diva |
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Tomorrow is yesterday |
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Dying for a new reality |
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Who sold it to the ones who sleep? |
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The death of one is no more tragedy |
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Statistics have now taken the lead |
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And we've been searching for ages |
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Pain and Guilt no one able to see |
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That life needs death inside a world so instable |
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No new belief, rewritten history |
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How shall we all overcome when there are no |
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dreams that guide how to feel inside? i say... |
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How shall this world overcome when there is |
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just death that decides when to believe in |
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life? I say... |
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Can you feel it? Can you see it? Can you be it? |
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So what do you die for if absence realigns |
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For rapture it will need more |
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In death lies life divine |
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Mortal reactions and the mankind tree |
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are drying out the rains of gold |
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Integrity- lack of identity |
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Carry one what is left untold |
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Do you hear me? |
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GO, GO |
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As we run our spirits pass the timeline |
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Leaving the organic |
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Touching earhless life |