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Blue fire, spreading across |
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From my finger tips - a powerful chaos |
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Ice cold, consuming all |
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Unstoppable advancing wall of |
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Radiance, marching forth |
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For the final throws of a world war |
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Bow down before the truth |
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I hear the cry - too late to stop you |
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Burn - Like a moth to the flame |
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We'll burn - As the fire calls us by name |
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Burn - Like a moth to the flame |
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Blue fire, spreading across |
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From the farthest shore - the final cost |
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Go back to the other place |
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Another side of a well known face |
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Blinding light, the world falls down |
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I will draw you in to the slightest sound |
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Reach out, follow your heart |
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To the end of time - You will not be the last |
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Burn - Like a moth to the flame |
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We'll burn - As the fire calls us by name |
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Burn - Like a moth to the flame |
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Blue fire, a creeping curse |
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There is nowhere safe in the universe |
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Too late, you are hypnotised |
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By the gentle waves, as they dive and rise |
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One strike of a single match |
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And the human race is reduced to ash |
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Bow down before the truth |
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I hear the cry - too late to stop you |
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Burn - Like a moth to the flame |
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We'll burn - As the fire calls us by name |
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Burn - Like a moth to the flame |
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We'll burn - As the fire calls us by name |