«Where are we going?» |
— «Into your imagination.»
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«Freeze! |
Don’t move!»
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Deep in the darkness without form and void
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The hovering spirit of God
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Man given life soon only to die
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Fallen by deception
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Dwell in the confines of mortality
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Gripping the hand of despair
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Children of dust blown by winds of distress
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Into uncharted future stare
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Again the night falls to darken our dawn
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Silence, our lips seek refuge from harm again (from harm)
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Children of trial, offspring of pain
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Wounds of existence leave scars that remain (that remain)
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Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky
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For those who would choose to receive
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Chains of oppression, shackles of fear
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Forever broken for those who draw near
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From storm to shelter, from darkness to light
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Wings cast a shadow, a haven from falling night
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«Where are we going?»
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(Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky)
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(Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky)
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(Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky)
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(Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky)
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Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky
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Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky
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From the sky, from the sky
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Scarred hand of healing waiting, waiting from the sky
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From the sky, from the sky, from the sky
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Scarred hand of healing waiting, waiting from the sky
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From the sky |