[solo 1: Herbert, solo 2: Martin]
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Could blood not be so sweet or flow enough to sustain
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two hundred nine tomorrow's rise and I'm alone again
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please not this way so sweet on my tounge it burns away
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an empty promise fills my veins with lies
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the deepest gray forever lives inside of me
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but I am not afraid for I have lived this agony
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and time ticks slowly forward towards the break of day
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five seven nine arrival more fuel for disarray
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but be still my tounge for I know not what I say
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my life is lived in darkness and here I'll remain
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and so the night wears on
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and so my patience thins
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I now walk through this fire
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to purify the sins
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and so the night wears on and so my patience thins
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to my eyes dawn in horror cause I'm alone again
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The Deepest Gray
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| All That Remains |