So fall the tears of futility
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down the guise of theonomy,
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Don't cast your prayers on me
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disinfect them and save them for yourself
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It's time, it's time
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it's time, for the last day
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WHOAH- This is the final night
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WHOAH- before the black day,
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WHOAH- and as you stray you move closer to our world
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This is the final night
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WHOAH- before the black day,
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WHOAH- As the dim stretches further from us
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Chide a morbid propensity
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as I connect so naturally,
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The warmest sound I watch them flee
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into a Hell they've created for themselves
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WHOAH- This is the final night
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WHOAH- before the black day,
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WHOAH- and as you stray you move closer to our world
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This is the final night
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WHOAH- before the black day,
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WHOAH- As the dim stretches further from us
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As you stray you move closer to us
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As you stray you move closer to us
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It's time, it's time
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it's time, for the last day
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WHOAH- This is the final night
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WHOAH- before the black day,
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WHOAH- and as you stray you move closer to our world
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This is the final night
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WHOAH- before the black day,
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WHOAH- As the dim stretches further from us
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WHOAH, WHOAH, WHOAH, OHHH
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Stray
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| Son Of Sam |
