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Sacrifice
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No, I can't see tomorrow when I close my eyes
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There is no tomorrow, my gift is of no use
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What¡¯s the horse on the shore waiting for?
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See, today wears a mask, today is a shadow
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Today is meant to drag down, shelter and devour
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Today is a gift fading beforehand
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Today is a feast ending too early
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break:
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Albeit unseen, albeit unveiled
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There¡¯s a troublemaker
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Hiding heavy secrets
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If I don¡¯t see tomorrow then it must be black
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It¡¯s a land of sorrow full of deadened groans
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Tomorrow has no colors, it feels like the night
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It¡¯s a pile of cinders instead of a fire
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They did raze tomorrow to the ground
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