| As we watch the dying sun, fade away
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| Snowfall on a summer June, ashes of grey
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| Trapped in our own hideaway, our sanctuary
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| Just waiting for time to change our destiny
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| Just trying to survive, day by day
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| We are few but still alive
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| When there is nothing left to say we pray
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| When the lights go out
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| And there is nothing left to talk about
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| When the lights go out tonight
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| When the lights go out
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| And the silence screams so loud
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| When the lights go out tonight
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| Light goes out
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| We all wait for a better days
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| Or wait for nothing at all
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| Remembering the glory days before the fall
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| Now here we stand with emptiness
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| In this shadowland
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| While broken hope and agony walk hand in hand
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| Just trying to survive, day by day
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| We are few but still alive
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| When there is nothing left to say we pray
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| When the lights go out
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| And there is nothing left to talk about
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| When the lights go out tonight
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| When the lights go out
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| And the silence screams so loud
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| When the lights go out tonight
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| Block out pain, block out the fear
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| We live for today
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| Word has become a battlefield
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| Lost children of judgement day
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| When the lights go out
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| And there is nothing left to talk about
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| When the lights go out tonight
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| When the lights go out
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| And the silence screams so loud
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| When the lights go out tonight
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| Light goes out |