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Flights of black horseman |
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Soar o'er the churches |
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Pursued by an army of birds in the rain |
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None of them can see the clouds |
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The polished wings don't care |
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Animal waves through the hazy |
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Dreams full of pain |
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Wings wetted down |
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Stumbling on the ground |
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It all turns around |
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In the end, the end, the end |
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The voices sound deadly |
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Sometimes I hear |
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Echoes of empires |
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Spread throughout the sky |
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Wings wetted down |
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Stumbling on the ground |
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It all turns around |
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In the end, the end, the end |
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Flights of black horseman |
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Soar o'er the churches |
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Pursued by an army of birds in the rain |
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Wings wetted down |
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It all turns around |
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It all turns around |
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In the end, the end, the end |
