[music and lyrics: daniel gildenl©”w]
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Sleep is too quiet
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dreams are too painful
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truth is the bed of this ocean of lies.
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Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion
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soaking from spirits but still far too dry.
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Losing all barbed fences Lucid - no defenses
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"Where is my mother?" the child asked the soldier.
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The soldier was watching them both fade away.
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Nine words create an oblivion ocean:
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"Dad tell me, will I be dead very long?"
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Losing all I lived for. Losing all I fought for.
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Oh god if you save them I swear I'll always hold them in my hand!
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Oh god if you save them I'd take them west
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we'd start again in the promised land.
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When life is wearing thin we pray: the gods are close at hand when man is
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astray. But when it all is said and done - is he to thank the gods for just
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taking his son?
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Sleep is too quiet, dreams are too painful
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truth is the bed of this ocean of lies.
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Words can create an oblivion ocean:
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"dad tell me, will I be dead very long?"
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Losing all I lived for. Losing all I fought for.
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Oh god if you save them I swear I'll always hold them in my hand.
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Oh god if you save them I'd take them west
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we'd start again (then) in the promised land.
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Oblivion Ocean
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| Pain Of Salvation |
