There used to be a way now it's gone
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Suffer the weak suffer the strong
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All I ever felts was so wrong
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The choice I've made that's torn us apart
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Uncertain we wait the path unknown
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The power of hate the power we're shown
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And now it's too late for what's been done
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Cry for the weak and cry for the strong
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I find it hard sometimes to keep my faith alive
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This search my destiny will darkness follow me
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Awake from the storm we have grown
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A shelter of grief a shelter of stone
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My trust has betrayed all I know
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No choice I've made an endless decay
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In sickness I watch all has been thrown
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Surrender dictate how can we know
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Is it too late for what's been done
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Call on the weak and call on the strong
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I find it hard sometimes I push my faith aside
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The search what can it be now darkness follows me
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There must be a way that we have known
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Strength for the weak more strength to the strong
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No clouds of doubt will cover us all
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Don't hide from the truth don't hide from the cold
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More certain I wait and all shall be known
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The power of faith the power we're shown
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It's not too late now it's done
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No more are the weak all are the strong
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I found it hard sometimes I've kept my faith alive
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I found my destiny no darkness follows me
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From: Subversion (Appolyon Version), This Quiet Earth, Subversion (US Version) & Secrets Within
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by Chris McCarter & Dino Molinaro
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Subversion
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