The first thing's first, if you didn't know
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That thing in the hearse is a fucking joke
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The truth, the mind is well above
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There's a plan to kill a dove
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When it all appears to you, then we'll start to fade
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Throes upon the stack of all the language we engraved
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We're closer to the moon
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Yeah, close the eyes of space
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Well, if it only takes us back enough to save another day
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And now I've been wading in the waves and ashes so...
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Gonna try to ride the lightning on my own
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But never demand to fill the soul, which brings me back to life
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Where the conscience set a stone, there's a life all alone
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When it all appears to you, then we'll start to fade
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Throes upon the stack of all the names we engraved
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Be careful what you do
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Oh, be careful what you say
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Well, if it only makes us laugh enough to brave another day
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Come father, no use
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Your sleeping son, his head, his blood has dried upon the ledge
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And still he tries to wait for you
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This series closed to you by the measures in your head
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When it all appears to you, then we'll start to fade
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Throes upon the path of all the names that we engrave
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We're closer to the moon
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Yeah, close the eyes of space
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Well, if it only takes us back enough to save another day
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And so I say now, oh yeah
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oh yeah... oh yeah...
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Wonder through the fountain
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Then you'll find the truth, some fading paradigm
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The ones we know were never meant to sow
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To all the bastions of inferno ties
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It deems no pleasures, supernal highs
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And to you, it made the wind, it spills down
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And now with all the gleaming ghost ship eyes
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Were blind with no sleepless help
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Conscience knows golden power
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So demons know I've climbed up for the deal
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