| They walk down the streets again
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| So close they can hear our pain
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| Beyond the clouds
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| That empty place
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| One fine frozen face
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| Half alive
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| I can’t explain
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| Invasion seems over now
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| Where the few are on the run
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| Then they strikes again
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| They crawl down their slides again
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| But now I can’t feel the rain
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| Behind the sun
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| That perfect face
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| One fine summer’s day
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| Still alive
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| I don’t know why
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| Fighting’s over now
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| Still a few are on the run
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| Then they strikes again
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| Wish I knew where I could hide
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| I could try to disappear in the crispest night
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| Summoned back again
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| They race down the streets again
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| And now I can hear their names
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| They had come
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| In ancient times
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| One fine summer’s day
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| It’s all true
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| I can’t explain
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| Invasion is over now
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| Where the few are on the run
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| Here they come again
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| Wish I knew where I could hide
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| I could try to disappear in the deadly night
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| Wish I knew where I could hide
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| I could try to disappear in the alien night
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| Summoned back again
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| In the final days
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| In the silence of our wake
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| When the time will come to face towards the sun
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| At the shiny gates
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| All the flowers ain’t worth dying for
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| Preying to a throne on top of bones
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| When you’ll see
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| When the time will come to face
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| We’re only mortal men
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| In the silence of our wake
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| And you will leave
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| The world and all we know
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| Dimly ashes burn
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| And the sea evaporates
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| You will wave your magic wand
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| With tragic grace
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| The world will say goodbye in horrific flames
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| You will wave your magic wand
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| With tragic grace
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| The Earth will only be an empty space
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| One day you’ll see
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| When the time will come to face
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| This world will disappear
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| In the silence of our wake
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| And will you leave
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| The world that we all know
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| Faintest fire glows
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| And we evaporate
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| You will wave your magic wand
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| With tragic grace
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| The world will say goodbye in horrific flames
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| You will wave your magic wand
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| With tragic grace
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| The Earth will only be an empty space
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| I believed in you
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| No mercy and forgotten seeds
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| I would believe in you
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| Must be some sort of soul in you
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| Must we die
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| Must we fry
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| Misty eyed
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| No tears to cry |