| THEY LOSE THEIR LIVES AGAIN,
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| THEY LOSE EACH OTHER…
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| WITH WEAPONS AND SCARED FACES,
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| MAYBE THEY WON’T BE BACK AGAIN
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| WHERE DREAMS ARE IMPOSSIBLE,
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| AND WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, IS NOTHING
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| TIME IS BLIND IN THEIR EYES
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| AND ETERNITY ONLY A BLACKENED GATE
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| FRAGMENTS OF LIFE, FRAGMENTS OF LOVE…
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| THAT IS THE DECADENCE OF THE WORLD
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| FRAGMENTS OF LIFE, FRAGMENTS OF LOVE.
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| WE ARE THE JUDGEMENT, WE ARE THE WAR…
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| THEIR VOICE UNDER BLOODY RAIN,
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| SCREAMING LIKE FORGOTTEN SOULS
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| ONCE AGAIN THEY WILL DIE FOR YOU
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| ONCE AGAIN THEY WILL LOSE EVERYTHING
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| WHERE EVER LOST FEELINGS,
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| GROWS IN A WORLD OF GLASS
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| WAITING ‘TIL THE LAST SECOND TO DIE
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| REMEMBERING THEIR PAST, FAR FROM HERE
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| FRAGMENTS OF LIFE, FRAGMENTS OF LOVE…
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| THAT IS THE DECADENCE OF THE WORLD
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| FRAGMENTS OF LIFE, FRAGMENTS OF LOVE.
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| WE ARE THE JUDGEMENT, WE ARE THE WAR…
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| MAYBE THEY WILL LOVE AGAIN,
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| SOMEWHERE BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH
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| AS THEY WALK TO DESTRUCTION
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| BEHIND THE GATE OF SUFFERING
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| WHEN NOTHING ELSE CAN BE LOST,
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| AND NOTHING ELSE HAVE A MEANING
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| ONLY THE CRY CAN BE HEARD
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| WHEN SHADOWS RISE IN THE END OF DAYS
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| FRAGMENTS OF LIFE, FRAGMENTS OF LOVE…
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| THAT IS THE DECADENCE OF THE WORLD
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| FRAGMENTS OF LIFE, FRAGMENTS OF LOVE.
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| WE ARE THE JUDGEMENT, WE ARE THE WAR… |