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In the early freeze of monday |
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I'm staring at the wall |
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the final days of mankind |
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At the end of our days |
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Hate - can't understand |
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What have we done |
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Can't receive a signal in the dark |
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Fate - accept that it's too late to run |
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We've overrun the risk |
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We've gone too far |
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Nobody cared about the warning |
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It was so clear - searching for advice |
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Will there be another morning |
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Now we will pay the bill |
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We'll pay the prize |
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Will you hold on the flame |
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One night in December |
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It's a hymn for the haunted |
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One night in December |
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The final hour strikes |
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Surrounded by the darkness |
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I'm staring to the sky |
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Unknown constellation |
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We're drifting away |
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Hate - can't understand |
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What have we done |
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Can't receive a signal in the dark |
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Fate - accept that it's too late to run |
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We've overrun the risk |
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We've gone too far |
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Nobody cared about the warning |
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It was so clear - searching for advice |
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Will there be another morning |
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Now we will pay the bill |
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We'll pay the prize |
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Will you hold on the flame |
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One night in December |
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It's a hymn for the haunted |
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One night in December |
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The final hour strikes |
