Dead asleep the city dreams
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Holding up its arms like limbs of steel
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Mountains rise like mounds of sand
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The boiling sea has swallowed up the land
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(chorus)
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On the eighth day, on the eighth day
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Dancing devil knocking on my door
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It has to grey that came to more
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To raise the flag, to raise a tune
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You know they'll be here soon
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The eighth day, the eighth day
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Hollow homes and gloomy streets
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The people next door are looking for life's circus freaks
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On the eighth day
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Echoes of the midnight chime
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The clock moves on but what a waste of time
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(chorius)
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The eighth day (x3)
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Pure whie heat and blood of sands
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Two clouds of crimson mists are swirling round and round
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On the eighth day
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Pools of fear and eyes that shine
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The mirrors craked but I know they'll be mine oh mine
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(chorus)
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The eighth day
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The Eighth Day
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| The Damned |
