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It¢¥s kind of strange how
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You put the blame away from you.
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I understand now
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we were in danger of ourselves!
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What is our flesh for,
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if not to feel our mortal shell!
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What is our soul for,
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if not to know we never die!
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I try to face now
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what I did never understand
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What are these words you speak
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why are they all unknown to me?
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Welcome to babylon
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The traitors' homes of nower days
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Come feel my terror
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or watch the anger rise in me
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You¢¥d like to faint now,
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to fall asleep into my arms
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Where is your fate now
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The one you spoke of in my arms
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What was this war for,
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if it is you who wins at last?
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What is your word for,
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if it is us who breaks the laws?
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Detest my vices!
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Watch the signs I¢¥ve given you!
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I speak of silence
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and fear the sound of human kind!
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Babylon
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| Diary Of Dreams |
