On the eve of destruction
The world cries for help
Gentle reminder of the truth:
The helpers are held
At the end of the day
I let the light heal my scars
Scorch the halls of the dead
Pull them 'way from the dark
The world cries for help
Gentle reminder of the truth:
The helpers are held
At the end of the day
I let the light heal my scars
Scorch the halls of the dead
Pull them 'way from the dark
The sun is burning down
Cross my hands and I pray
For signs of the dawn
Cross my fingers...
The mental is way too strong
Loosen up, no more scars
I let go of my hate
With the wind from the stars
I lay down on my fate
The sun is burning down
Through these tears in my heart
My fear in the night
Saw the flames burn my soul
The dance of the light
Fiery sunset, the clouds
Are no longer gray
Burning crimson
That soothes all my pain
The sun is burning down
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