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Staring at the flames as they dance in red
On the corpse of the land there in the midst
Are wandering a countless unnamed
Walking hand in hand blind leading blind
Aimlessly into the quicksand of time where they sink
On the brink of eternity cold and alone shrink
At the festering obscene corruption
Hear my silence in the face of this mass destruction
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside, turn these tides
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
Closed minds ill equipped to deal with this madness
Hearts far to hard to challenge a sadness that draining
The soul of a generation blanketed with tears are faces
Of nations into the quicksand of time where they sink
On the brink of eternity cold and alone shrink
At the festering obscene corruption
Hear my silence in the face of this mass destruction
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside, turn these tides
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
Everyone laughs, everyone cries, everyone lives
Everyone dies and in between they crawl
Through stagnate realities longing to fly
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside, turn these tides
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
Staring at the flames as they dance in red
On the corpse of the land there in the midst
Are wandering a countless unnamed
Walking hand in hand blind leading blind
Aimlessly into the quicksand of time where they sink
On the brink of eternity cold and alone shrink
At the festering obscene corruption
Hear my silence in the face of this mass destruction
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside, turn these tides
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
Closed minds ill equipped to deal with this madness
Hearts far to hard to challenge a sadness that draining
The soul of a generation blanketed with tears are faces
Of nations into the quicksand of time where they sink
On the brink of eternity cold and alone shrink
At the festering obscene corruption
Hear my silence in the face of this mass destruction
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside, turn these tides
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
Everyone laughs, everyone cries, everyone lives
Everyone dies and in between they crawl
Through stagnate realities longing to fly
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside, turn these tides
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
All rise, abandon your shadows and cut ties to your selfish pride
Fix your eyes on the sun get burned on the inside
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