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The while light approaches me |
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While trying to cover my eyes |
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But the phenomenon insists |
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Time rushes and reverse into the past |
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Is what there I was born? |
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In this deja-vu I thrown back |
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Back to the beginning of the end |
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I'm certain |
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He's raising again |
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Relieved of the burden |
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And soon it's you my friend |
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No! |
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Floating over my village in the cold |
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Watching myself through a mirror of time |
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All there is, is a black darkened hole |
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The beginning turns to end |
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I'm certain |
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He's raising again |
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Relieved of the burden |
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And soon it's you my friend |
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I'm certain |
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He's raising again |
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Relieved of the burden |
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And soon it's you my friend |
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I'm shaking, freezing, falling |
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Listen, he is calling |
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I'm shaking, freezing, falling |
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Listen, he is calling for you |
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I'm certain |
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He's raising again |
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Relieved of the burden |
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And soon it's you my friend |
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I'm certain |
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He's raising again |
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Relieved of the burden |
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And soon it's you my friend |
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As last he's come for you |
