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Too much has been said about<br />the end of time<br />a million pointed fingers<br />including mine<br />but when the dusk falls to begin<br />the august winter we all will have written a verse<br />to the final gospel [2x]<br /><br />so throw up your hands<br />and sing a praise to your lord<br />for the ability to see and yet not see what we cannot ignore<br />now i feel there is no hope<br />time's a clock that's moving backwards<br />ticking away our last chances moving so much faster<br />i think we're already dead!<br />no matter what's been said!<br /><br />hell is now and now is hell<br />and we will pay for all we did<br />[x2]<br /><br />someone somewhere is laughing so had at how easily things can be taken so very<br />hard and still we feed the fire of the coming storm that is human extermination<br />taking form<br />from deep inside my bones<br />i feel anticipation burning and when i put my ear to the floor i hear revolution<br />and yet i'm ashamed at the simplicity<br />of humanity and its mentality<br />and how easy this society can be shaped and molded<br />into formless mindless clay<br /><br />too much has been said about<br />the end of time<br />a million pointed fingers<br />including mine<br />but when the dusk falls to begin<br />the august winter we all will have written a verse<br />to the final gospel
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Too much has been said about<br />the end of time<br />a million pointed fingers<br />including mine<br />but when the dusk falls to begin<br />the august winter we all will have written a verse<br />to the final gospel [2x]<br /><br />so throw up your hands<br />and sing a praise to your lord<br />for the ability to see and yet not see what we cannot ignore<br />now i feel there is no hope<br />time's a clock that's moving backwards<br />ticking away our last chances moving so much faster<br />i think we're already dead!<br />no matter what's been said!<br /><br />hell is now and now is hell<br />and we will pay for all we did<br />[x2]<br /><br />someone somewhere is laughing so had at how easily things can be taken so very<br />hard and still we feed the fire of the coming storm that is human extermination<br />taking form<br />from deep inside my bones<br />i feel anticipation burning and when i put my ear to the floor i hear revolution<br />and yet i'm ashamed at the simplicity<br />of humanity and its mentality<br />and how easy this society can be shaped and molded<br />into formless mindless clay<br /><br />too much has been said about<br />the end of time<br />a million pointed fingers<br />including mine<br />but when the dusk falls to begin<br />the august winter we all will have written a verse<br />to the final gospel
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