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,Title,Lyrics
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0,I Witness,"
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Across the desert of the burning dark, a
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Darkness which illuminates you,
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There's a place you've always wanted to be,
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Whose pleasures always did escape you,
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It's always been so out of reach, nothing, so near
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Ever felt so far,
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And now it's here within your grasp, a never
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Ending burning says it all.
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[CHORUS:]
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As you drive into the darkness, in front the future
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Behind you history,
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Caught alone in the dark night, do you think
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That's the way it's supposed to be.
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You don't believe your eyes, cos all they see is
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Lies, oh yeah.
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You better run from the holy man, the eyes that
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Will are set up on you,
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Listen not to verse and prayer, songs that thrill
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And voices tempt you
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The inner flame has fear of death, never, has
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Light ever seemed so dark.
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Pilgrims of sabbocracy, hear the hounds of
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Heaven, as they bark.
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[CHORUS:]
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As you drive into the darkness, in front the future
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Behind you history,
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Caught alone in the dark night, do you think
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That's the way it's supposed to be.
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You don't believe your eyes, cos all they see is
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Lies, oh yeah.
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I witness a time and a place that never dies, still
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Frozen in time,
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This darkness the only place that I can hide, I
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Witness, a dream.
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[CHORUS:]
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As you drive into the darkness, in front the future
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Behind you history,
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Caught alone in the dark night, do you think
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That's the way it's supposed to be.
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You don't believe your eyes, cos all they see is
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Lies, oh yeah.
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I witness a time and a place that never dies, still
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Frozen in time,
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This darkness the only place that I can hide, I
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Witness, a dream.
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Oh, just a dream.
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1,Cross Of Thorns,"
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Don't come closer, cos it ain't safe here,
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Just turn around now and walk away.
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I've gotta tell you, there are no rules here,
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Sometimes I wonder, what goes on there,
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Behind those eyes.
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[CHORUS:]
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When a promise is broken, and no one trusts you,
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Young ones crying with there heads in their hands,
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When you talk about saving, the souls of the faithful,
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You can't help thinking you've got blood on your
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Hands.
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From a cross of thorns.
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Tongues of fire always talking, wasted words that
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Ring in my ears.
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We're still waiting, losing patience. Will all the lies
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Of, 400 years.
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I've got to tell you, there are no rules here,
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Sometimes I wonder,
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What goes on there, behind those eyes.
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[CHORUS:]
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When a promise is broken, and no one trusts you,
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Young ones crying with there heads in their hands,
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When you talk about saving, the souls of the faithful,
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You can't help thinking you've got blood on your
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Hands.
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From a cross of thorns.
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We gave you yesterdays, and now you want to-day,
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Oh, from the hands of death we take our daily bread,
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Now all we do is choke, and the words that you once
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Spoke, fade away.
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Look at what you've done, oh, it's a cross of thorns.
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Take away, this cross of thorns, look at what you've
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Done,
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It's a cross of thorns, cross of thorns.
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When a promise is broken, and no one trusts you,
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You've got blood on your hands, from a cross of
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Thorns.
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2,Psychophobia,"
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Mortal eyes, looking through a veil of dreams,
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Hypnotized, and ever living soul with wings.
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Think you're god, but you never had control,
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Think you're loved, but there's no one there at all...
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My colours all ran dry, and now I see the world in
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Black and white,
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It's too late now, it's time to kiss the rainbow
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Goodbye.
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Poison tears running from a palsied face,
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Satan nears, descending on the human race.
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Think you're god, but you never had control,
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Think you're loved, but there's no one there at all...
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My colours all ran dry, and now I see the world in
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Black and white,
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It's too late now, it's time to kiss the rainbow
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Goodbye.
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Listen to the wind, hear the gospel blow,
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Tell me that you don't hear what I'm hearing
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And I will let you go.
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Look up to the sky, put your trust in me,
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Tell me that you ain't feelin' what I'm feelin' and I
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Will set you free.
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Look into the flame, see the embers glow,
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Tell me that you don't see what I'm seein' and I
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Will let you go.
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Look up at the sky, put your trust in me,
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Tell me that you ain't feelin' what I'm feelin' and I
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Will set you free.
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Look into the flame, see the embers glow,
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Tell me that you don't see what I'm seein' and I
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Will let you go.
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Taste the holy blood, runnin from my veins,
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Tell me that you ain't feelin' what I'm feelin' and
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I'll take away the pain.
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Yes I will now, oh yes I will. It's time to kiss the
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Rainbow goodbye.
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3,Virtual Death,"
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Reach out and take for me, fruit of the poison
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Tree,
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Give me your body and your soul.
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My youth is fading fast, years melt into the past,
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This mortal life will take it's toll.
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I'm sick and tired of losing, you find this so
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Amusing,
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It's all I have to keep myself in this state I'm in.
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This park of natures fire, my only one desire,
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This world is hanging by a thread.
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I'm sick and tired of losing, you find this so
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Amusing,
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It's all I have to keep myself in this state I'm in.
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People always tried to change me, alter everything
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I am,
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Though you find this so amusing, you left me in
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This state I'm in.
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Virtual death
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You may think this existence, is just a human
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Weakness,
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Inside my mind it's near the end.
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Virtual death
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I'm losing, I'm fading fast. I'm dying, virtual death.
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4,Immaculate Deception,"
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In the daylight, comes darkness, on the verge of
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Night a fear is born,
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Sweeter than the dream, the reality of you,
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Immaculate, deception.
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From the spirit runs poison, and the wheel of
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Fortune is ever still,
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Sweeter than the light, the darkness of your soul,
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Immaculate, deception.
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Something has touched, the spirit inside,
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Once there was love now there's a void.
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Nights of deception, ghosts in my mind,
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Am I bewitched, slave to desire.
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It's knowing that times keeps rolling on, night after
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Day, day after night,
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It's knowing that feeling of coming home, to where
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My spirit lies.
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It's knowing that feeling of coming home, to where
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My spirit lies.
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5,Dying For Love,"
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Can you hear, the people sing their song,
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To tunes of glory, they move as one.
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Refugees of liberation marching on,
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Sing your song, rock the nation, write of wrongs.
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When you take a life and steal it's shadow, all that's
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Left is humanity.
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It's getting closer, change is bound to come.
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There's someone out there, holding candles to the
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Sun.
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Then an answer, says that peace will come around,
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Stand in line, take your time and be proud.
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Take a life and steal it's shadow, all that's left is
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Humanity,
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Take a man and steal tomorrow, all that's left is you
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And me.
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Hear them call you, soldiers all in the field of love,
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Brothers, sisters, children all dying for love.
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Refugees of liberation marching on,
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Sing your song, rock the nation, write of wrongs.
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Take a life and steal it's shadow, all that's left is
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Humanity,
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Take a man and steal tomorrow, all that's left is you
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And me.
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Hear them call you, soldiers all in the field of love,
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Brothers, sisters, children all dying for love.
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Hear them call you, dying for love, those who know
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You, dying for love.
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Brothers, sisters, dying for love, saints and sinners,
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Dying for love,
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Dying for love.
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6,Back To Eden,"
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We are the star demons, reaching out yeah,
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We want to touch your world,
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We are the dream makers, pure and sweet yeah.
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We're gonna change your world.
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When you're tired of giving reasons
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And freedom fighting freedom
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If you're searching for an answer,
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We can bring you back to Eden.
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There's no need for pain and anger,
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The power of peace can destroy the gun.
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Leave behind man's vanity yeah,
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And living life on the run.
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When you're tired of giving reasons
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And freedom fighting freedom
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If you're searching for an answer,
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We can bring you back to Eden.
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Is god forgiving, is this the final warning,
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Watching as the future turns.
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Science fiction, real life addiction.
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The human race will never learn.
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When you're tired of giving reasons
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And freedom fighting freedom
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If you're searching for an answer,
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We can bring you back to Eden.
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7,The Hand That Rocks The Cradle,"
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Young life, too young, who's eyes are choking,
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Can't rest, can't sleep, for dreams that set you
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Falling.
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Don't feel the hunger, can't drink no holy water,
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No light in these eyes, no place for dreams at all
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Tonight.
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When the hand that rocks the cradle, is the hand
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That holds the knife,
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And the knife that cuts the cable, kills the spark that
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Feeds the life.
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No grave could be deep enough, down to hell if we
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Were able,
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The veil of life was pushed aside, by the hand that
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Rocks the cradle.
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The oath you take is sacred, to save not steel a life,
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Like the passing of the sweetest soul, that looked
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Through human eyes.
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No grave could be deep enough, down to hell if we
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Were able,
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The veil of life was pushed aside, by the hand that
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Rocks the cradle.
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Young life, too young, who's eyes are choking,
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Can't rest, can't sleep, for dreams that set you
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Falling.
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Don't feel the hunger, can't drink no holy water,
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No light in these eyes, no place for dreams at all
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Tonight.
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No grave could be deep enough, down to hell if we
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Were able,
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The veil of life was pushed aside, by the hand that
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Rocks the cradle.
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It's the hand that rocks the cradle, is the hand that
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Steels the life.
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"
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8,Cardinal Sin,"
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Where do you go when your conscience takes over
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Do you crawl to your corner and cry,
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Did you imagine, that no one would notice
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Just a secret to take when you die.
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All the world is watching you, every tongue is
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Screaming sinner.
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How are your dreams, do they claw at your sleep
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Making darkness a place you despise,
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Where is the god, that once was your strength
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Are you sure he was there from the start.
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All the world is watching you, nowhere you can hide,
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Every tongue is screaming sinner, only satan hears your cries.
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When you sin cardinal sin, you make your bed and on it you must lie,
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And your futures looking grim, but did you ever give a damn
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About the child, he's running wild,
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When you sin cardinal sin, don't you expect the world will treat you well,
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We say oh, go to hell.
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We point the finger, sin cardinal sin, laugh in your face, sin
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Cardinal sin,
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We point the finger, laugh in your face,
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Cos you're no better than the rest of the human race.
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Oh sin cardinal sin, oh sin cardinal sin.
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9,Evil Eye,"
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Something about the way that you look on me,
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You watch every move, every word, every fantasy,
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Got no time for love, there's something on your mind,
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Got the face of an angel but the stare of a devil inside.
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Got hell looking up, heaven looking down,
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People say the woman's got an evil eye.
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Got hell looking up, heaven looking down,
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Free me from the woman with the evil eye.
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I turn away but still I see that evil stare,
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Trapped inside my dreams I know you're there.
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Thoughts of happiness you destroyed them all,
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First inside my head, then inside my soul.
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Got hell looking up, heaven looking down,
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People say the woman's got an evil eye.
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Got hell looking up, heaven looking down,
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Free me from the woman with the evil eye.
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10,What's The Use?,"
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[Bonus track]
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What's the use of paradise or everyday of livin'?
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They spend and learn in Heaven, sin in Hell
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What's the point of children
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When evil got before them?
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They learn in every tale we tell
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There's no point in being kind
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What's the use when love becomes an evil of the mind?
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Oh Yeah!
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What's the use of power
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When the battle isn't equal
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And we're all too Scared to use it anyway?
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What's the point of reason
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When no one wants to listen?
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Deliverance is all too far away
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Oh what's the use?
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Oh what's the use?
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Tell me, oh, what's the use?
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What's the use?
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Love becomes an evil of the mind
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What's the use?
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What's the use?...
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