| Look around, look around. |
| There’s no affection only infection.
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| Search yourself, search yourself. |
| Can I depend on you to surrender?
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| And we will storm their shores, by suffocating all they see
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| Fixating all the ??
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| And we’ll soon be dust and there will be no ruins
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| No memory or history, only an unrelenting burst
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| Side by side we’ll comb the earth and sweep it clean
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| Constant feat unified
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| The hands of man is no match for, our war-less army
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| Please tell me that this is the end of the world, this time do we erase history,
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| without a trace or a memory
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| Please tell me that this is the end of the world, this time do we erase history,
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| without a trace or a memory
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| There’s no chance with hands of god and the numbers just the same
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| We will persist till all it’s worth is a perfect shame
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| Never a break in the chain
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| Never a falling of perfect shame
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| And we will trade our *word*
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| Still a barren landscape
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| We Are The End
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| We Are The End
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| Please tell me that this is the end of the world, this time do we erase history,
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| without a trace or a memory
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| Look around, look around. |
| There’s no affection only infection.
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| Search yourself, search yourself. |
| Can I depend on you to surrender?
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| Can I depend on you to surrender?
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| Please tell me that this is the end of the world, this time do we erase history,
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| without a trace or a memory |