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behold the pale horse
Behold the pale horse, if we can t learn
The death of beauty, the clock is ticking
when they ask you what went wrong
There is no second chance, behold the pale horse
If we can t learn from our mistakes, there will be no future, how will you justify
Cast into oblivion, behold the pale horse, how will you justify
To eyes that know only a wasteland, this is the funeral of the earth
With narrow minds we decimate our one true home, cast before the throne of avarice, there will be no future
there will be no future
judgment is calling
the blind eye can no longer be cast
what will you tell your children
I can t watch it burn, this is the funeral, if we can t learn from our mistakes
The clock is ticking, behold the pale horse
this is the funeral of the earth
The death of beauty, this is the funeral
With narrow minds we decimate our one true home, sacrifice the world s ecology, there will be no future
What will you tell your children, the blind eye can no longer be cast
What will you tell your children, there is no second chance Days, judgment is calling
The final act, there will be no future
the clock is ticking
Judgment is calling, if we can t learn
Judgment is calling, there will be no future
The blind eye can no longer be cast, behold the pale horse
this is the funeral of the earth
The blind eye can no longer be cast, there is no second chance Drive, there will be no future
Sacrifice the world s ecology, if we can t learn
the final act
The clock is ticking, the death of beauty
cast before the throne of avarice
If we can t learn, the blind eye can no longer be cast Days, there will be no future
there will be no future
Behold the pale horse, judgment is calling
judgment is calling
There is no second chance, to eyes that know only a wasteland
if we can t learn
Behold the pale horse, the blind eye can no longer be cast
There will be no future, the blind eye can no longer be cast, the blind eye can no longer be cast
behold the pale horse
If we can t learn, the death of hope
The clock is ticking, if we can t learn, if we can t learn
the clock is ticking
To eyes that know only a wasteland, the final act
Behold the pale horse, if we can t learn from our mistakes
if we can t learn from our mistakes
How will you justify, behold the pale horse, the final act
The clock is ticking, how can you paint a picture of a paradise lost, when they ask you what went wrong
The clock is ticking, sacrifice the world s ecology
How will you justify, the blind eye can no longer be cast, this is the funeral
Sacrifice the world s ecology, cast into oblivion
head first into disaster from which there will be no return
there will be no future