| Sinners from their homes abroad
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| Servants of a lesser god
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| They thought it stood to reason
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| To crucify their treason
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| Redemption came from triggers pulled
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| Young and weak thrown to the wolves
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| I feel them
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| I feel them
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| One in all, and all for some
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| The desperate carry loaded guns
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| Peace was lost to violence
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| The righteous stood in silence
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| Inaction of those who knew
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| Betrayed the remaining few
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| I fear them
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| I fear them
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| Let the broken heroes rise
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| Let the victors take their prize
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| No one wins when justice dies
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| War has let this age begin
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| It’s where we’ve gone and where they’ve been
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| What a state that we’re in
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| Here in oblivion
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| Bitter nightmares, sweetened lies
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| Genocide was in their eyes
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| Screams drowned out by cheering
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| The end was surely nearing
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| No one dared to take a stand
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| Eye for eye and hand in hand
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| I see them
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| I see them
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| Puppet strings pulled from above
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| Money spent to buy more love
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| Kings in crystal towers
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| Bring these final hours
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| Citizens with spirit left
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| Brought to trial and tried for theft
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| I’ll free them
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| I’ll free them
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| Let the broken heroes rise
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| Let the victors take their prize
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| No one wins when justice dies
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| War has let this age begin
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| It’s where we’ve gone and where they’ve been
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| What a state that we’re in
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| Here in oblivion
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| When the bombs fell, then we knew
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| The values we believed weren’t true
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| Growing shadows, crimson skies
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| Hate would win as heroes died
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| Spared were some, but very few
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| We paid the price, and so will you
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| No one’s safe tonight
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| No one’s safe tonight
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| Oblivion awaits us all
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| We take control, embrace the fall
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| Making the corrupted right
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| Chasing after dying light
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| Change the timeline, change the course
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| Take them on with damning force
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| Through fire we’re taking flight
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| Through fire we’re taking flight
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| Let the broken heroes rise
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| Let the victors take their prize
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| No one wins when justice dies
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| War has let this age begin
|
| It’s where we’ve gone and where they’ve been
|
| What a state that we’re in
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| Here in oblivion
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| Here in oblivion
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| Here in oblivion |