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Fear for the morning of a life in dream parade |
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Tears fall tomorrow, in autumn sun brigade |
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Fear... |
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Pain... |
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And the ever falling rain |
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Pray for the dawn when the colors start to fade |
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Swear by your God when all life is down the drain |
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Still... |
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Yearn for the everlasting flame |
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Turn to me, |
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Bless the sun, |
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All of this is sane. |
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Turn from me, |
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Start to run, |
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None of this is saved. |
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Life for the promise all fortune come today |
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Graceful we wander through a life of grey |
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Remember when the orchids dream |
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Try to save the blood that's falling from you |
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Will you be there in war and grief? |
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And try to speak the word of God? |
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Swear no remorse for the ones who lost their fate |
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Symbols of horror in handsome masquerade |
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Still... |
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No mortal soul to resignate |
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Wake from the coma you've chosen to create |
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Pay for your solace |
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And a life in vain |
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Still, call my name, |
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Drown your heart, |
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The orchid sky is dead. |
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Take my blame, |
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Fall apart in tides of no regret. |
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Kill the pain, |
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Hide the scars, |
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The orchids die now. |
