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Standing on the brink emptiness evolved |
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Measuring the lines the distances crossed |
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Burning away open the sky |
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Nothing revealed... nothing but time |
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Viscera of yesterday |
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Time's a knife to have it's way |
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Only just begun |
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Crimson of the setting sun |
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Scattering the ash places recalled |
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Nothing to see faces dissolved |
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Coming around broken the sign |
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Nothing revealed... nothing but time |
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Viscera of yesterday |
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Time's a knife to have it's way |
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Only just begun |
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Crimson of the setting sun |
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Caving in circling along |
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Patterned dream the places you've gone |
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Merry go round making the call |
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Time only waits for nothing at all |
