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Wind is howling through dusty canyons a burning sun in a dying land scorching heat in the plains of death where blazing fire was taking a breath here |
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I stand in the desert sand looking at what once has been but all |
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I see is wasted world nothing's outlasted our sins once we've been ruling in valleys of green now we are chained in a realm of the machines time - only time will tell if there'll be heaven or hell time - only time will tell if there'll be heaven or hell trails of destruction are marking the truth testify to insanity we challenged creation the arrogance died atomic thunder was burning the sky seems as we're lost in the twilight of decay unbent we'll break the chains to rise again some day time - only time will tell if there'll be heaven or hell the machinery is marching as their powers are enlarging built with precision and perfection to serve a perfect world, to give protection command turned into slavery this is the bitter irony of history but we will fight [solo Piet] time - only time will tell if there'll be heaven or hell ... |