Awaken from the bliss of sleep
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The daybreak haunts you in such a subtle light
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I hear them, they tell me these roads we have travelled fork up beyond the bend
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Beneath the flutter of desperate wings
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they sing a song of reclamation
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Where tomorrows hanging horizon
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interupts the hum of electrical towers
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Here, there are the shallow graves, the shallower romances
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and the shallowest of words still to be spoken
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and there you are with open ears
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Locust reign on your parade
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Locust Reign (Live)
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Converge |