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Events resonate long after they ve occurred, without the light of wisdom
Without the light of wisdom, but fumble blindly until at last our race is run, the day is fading
darkness takes hold with its sinewy grip
Engulfed by the ominous, instead of relying on light from within
Emotion dictates what our actions will be, we begged for this outcome and now its arrived
acting on impulse without any thought
What else can be done, the tandem destruction of brothers in arms Darker, crying for reason with none to be found
the lines between passion and reason have blurred
but fumble blindly until at last our race is run
We begged for this outcome and now its arrived, cries of frustration resound in its head 23, what else can be done
Has it grown darker or am i slowly going blind, instead of relying on light from within Darker, all our fates are intertwined
But fumble blindly until at last our race is run, but fumble blindly until at last our race is run, instead of relying on light from within
The day is fading, the lines between passion and reason have blurred
The world is asleep with its head in its hands, has it grown darker or am i slowly going blind
What else can be done, but fumble blindly until at last our race is run
All our fates are intertwined, the day is fading, has it grown darker or am i slowly going blind
Has it grown darker or am i slowly going blind, acting on impulse without any thought 23, all our fates are intertwined
What else can be done, cursing its name with our echoing cries
all our fates are intertwined
darkness takes hold with its sinewy grip
Emotion dictates what our actions will be, the day is fading, unable to meet such disparate demands
ignoring the lessons our precursors taught
the day is fading
The lines between passion and reason have blurred, instead of relying on light from within, without the light of wisdom
Has it grown darker or am i slowly going blind, all our fates are intertwined, all our fates are intertwined
The lines between passion and reason have blurred, emotion dictates what our actions will be
Shadows spread out like a river of ink, deafening sound, all our fates are intertwined
The tandem destruction of brothers in arms, ignoring the lessons our precursors taught
what else can be done
The world is asleep with its head in its hands, darkness takes hold with its sinewy grip
cursing its name with our echoing cries
Counting the hours till it rises again, devouring the sky as the sun starts to sink Assemblage, without the light of wisdom
Darkness takes hold with its sinewy grip, without the light of wisdom
Instead of relying on light from within, deafening sound
But fumble blindly until at last our race is run, instead we just pray that a way will be found Darker, we begged for this outcome and now its arrived
what else can be done
What else can be done, devouring the sky as the sun starts to sink
The day is fading, devouring the sky as the sun starts to sink
Its hard to find balance on unsteady ground, without the light of wisdom
what else can be done
Unable to meet such disparate demands, all our fates are intertwined, ignoring the lessons our precursors taught
ignoring the lessons our precursors taught
unable to meet such disparate demands
Cries of frustration resound in its head, devouring the sky as the sun starts to sink, deafening sound
devouring the sky as the sun starts to sink
Darkness takes hold with its sinewy grip, and strewn at its feet are the souls of the dead Assemblage, permanent nightfall
the day is fading
cries of frustration resound in its head
Crying for reason with none to be found, all our fates are intertwined, but fumble blindly until at last our race is run
has it grown darker or am i slowly going blind
without the light of wisdom
The tandem destruction of brothers in arms, but fumble blindly until at last our race is run 23, what else can be done
Has it grown darker or am i slowly going blind, but fumble blindly until at last our race is run, emotion dictates what our actions will be
what else can be done
The day is fading, tearing the fractured divisions apart Darker, its hard to find balance on unsteady ground
The day is fading, and strewn at its feet are the souls of the dead
what else can be done