God bless us everyone,
we're a broken people living under loaded gun,
and it can't be out fought, it can't be undone,
it can't be outmatched, it can't be outrun, no.
And when I close my eyes tonight,
to symphonies of blinding light,
God save us everyone,
when we burn inside the fires of a thousand suns.
Like memories in cold decay,
transmissions echoing away,
far from the world of you and I,
where oceans bleed into the sky.
Lift me up, let me go..
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