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We wrote a song in the dark. |
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We drove a stake through her heart. |
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We ride the wind, we ride the waves. |
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We are aggression, we are pain. |
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We wrote a song in the dark. |
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We drove a stake through her heart. |
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He is the Lord, we are the listeners. |
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We will not die without a whisper. |
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I've seen what's fake, |
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I've seen the distraction. |
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And like a wick there's no end. |
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I've seen what's fake, |
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I've seen the distraction. |
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No end to my burning. |
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No end to my burning. |
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No end to my burning. |
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Don't let the devil speak. |
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Don't let the demons take us. |
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Watch your back, look over your shoulder. |
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This war is meant to be fought. |
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I've lost my temper. |
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And yet there's forgiveness, |
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There is purity. |
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Lay waste to golden crowns, |
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Find hope in clarity. |
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Let go. |
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We wrote a song in the dark. |
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We drove a stake through her heart. |
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We wrote a song in the dark. |
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We drove a stake through her heart. |
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Black heart, black song. |
