| We’re waiting for a better day
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| The shadows gone, all things pass away
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| Listen close and hear it say
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| «We're cursed and we’re dying»
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| Hills shake and mountains quake (Mountains shaking)
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| Earth’s fires have come awake
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| No words, but hear it speak (Hear it speaking)
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| As the deep calls to the deep
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| Beauty, beauty mixed with dread
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| Hanging by a thread
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| We’re waiting for a better day
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| The shadows gone, all things pass away
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| Listen close and hear it say
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| «We're cursed and we’re dying»
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| Skies wake, the heavens ache (Heavens aching)
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| Thunder and lightning break
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| O glory come, come like a thief (Like a thief)
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| Bring us relief from grief
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| Still on and on, we’re waiting for the hour
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| On an on, our cries are growing louder
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| How long must darkness reign in a world so violent (So violent)
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| While we toss and turn in pain, in vain, and it’s still so silent
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| Waiting, wait for what’s ahead
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| These tattered rags will be shed
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| We’re waiting for a better day
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| The shadows gone, all things pass away
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| Listen and hear it say
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| «We're cursed and we’re dying»
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| Hills shake and mountains quaking
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| The earth’s fires have now awaken
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| No words, but hear it speak
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| «We're cursed and we’re dying»
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| «We're cursed and we’re dying»
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| (We're cursed and we’re dying) |