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feel the pull from below |
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twisting and blistered within |
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the unsaid or the back breaking weight |
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carries us on into the onslaught |
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of long failing dreams |
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the furthest from first light I've been |
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is the will to suffer, to die for no other |
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the only path I care to tread |
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the one and only thing |
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is in the constants of suffering |
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(Chorus) |
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onward, to meet our doom |
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this is our longest mile our deepest wound |
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marching onward to face our doom |
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this is our longest mile |
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this is our deepest wound |
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Solo - Patrick 1:23 |
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Solo - Peter 1:29 |
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now embrace this feeling of hope |
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anchored deep in our lifelines of filth |
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so timeless and vibrant yet moving below |
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we hold on for dear life in motions so slow |
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the one and only thing |
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is in the constants of suffering |
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our endless agony |
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relentless for all to see |
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(Chorus) |
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onward, to meet our doom |
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this is our longest mile our deepest wound |
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marching onward to face our doom |
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this is our longest mile |
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this is our deepest wound |
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through the thick of thieves |
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and our trust worn thin |
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moving forward in the face of regression |
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Solo - Patrick 3:13 |
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Solo - Peter 3:26 |
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Solo - Patrick 3:40 |
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Solo - Peter 3:54 |
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our endless agony relentless for all to see |
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(Chorus) |
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onward, meeting our doom |
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this is our longest mile our deepest wound |
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marching onward facing our doom |
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this is our longest mile |
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this is our deepest wound |
