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As dry as they come |
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This desert 'neath a hollow sun |
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With nothing ahead |
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But the ragged shapes of the dead |
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A smile of the crazed |
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Comes, settles and stays |
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Empty before me, empty behind |
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And the sun forever shines |
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Nothing is the fire inside |
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This be all end of life |
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Waiting for the flame |
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To tear through the game |
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Ashes |
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Night to revive |
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The merciless tide |
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That brings neither change nor life |
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Carries a shapeless derelict |
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On spectral waves of static |
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There is a locker inside |
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Where my heart forever lies |
| [2x] |
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On burning fields of blackened grain |
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The flesh is a lie |
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I am but a sigh |
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In a storm of soul debris |
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Wrecked is the ship that tore through the crust |
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For untold ages is strode with tattered bloody flags |
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But in the depths where black voids erupt |
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A still force engulfed the vessel's might |
| [6x] |
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Be all |
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End all |
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Sailing on |
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Towards the sun |
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The flame will tear through the game |
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Night is revived |
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Sailing on |
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Towards the sun |
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Tortured eyes repeat the lie |
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The flesh am I |
| [3x] |
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Be all |
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End all |
