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After a thousand eruptions, finally the thaw inserts |
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The clouds disappear, giving sight to a terrible truth |
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How many are there left? |
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So far nobody knows |
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But the certainty of the great disaster, it will remain [REFRAIN:] |
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The thorn of damnation sits deep in human flesh |
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To pluck it out, you have to reach deep |
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Will we try? |
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The souls that still walk the deserted earth |
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Wonder if life will shine as grace, or as a curse |
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A new chance is there to rebuild this now hostile planet |
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Will they avoid religious fanatism this time? [REFRAIN] |
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A dark shadow follows the path of the chosen |
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And if they succeed, will history repeat itself completely? |
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Because if so, torture, pain, and suffering |
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Will also reappear, and maybe existence |
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Will again become a living hell [REFRAIN] |
