I can only, I can only imagine
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That wrath, that wrath is being held out
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So that there, so that there
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Will be time for us to be redeemed
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But surely wrath is not being held, held out
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So that we may redeem ourselves
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For I have seen the madness
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Of those who died trying
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But is regret only a word
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That the, that the living, living possess?
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Is regret, is regret only a word
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That the, word that the living possess?
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I long to see their faces
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Regardless of the decay
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For in the eyes of the deceased
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We would see hope in our last day
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Inside this dying world
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For there is still, for there is still beauty
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Inside this dying world
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For what good is there holding off wrath
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If we are determined
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To bring wrath upon ourselves
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Wrath upon ourselves
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To bring wrath upon ourselves
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We would see hope in our last day
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Inside this dying world
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For there is still, for there is still beauty
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Inside this dying world
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We would see hope (we would see hope)
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In our last day (inside this dying world)
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For there is still (for there is still)
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For there is still beauty (inside this dying world)
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Wrath Upon Ourselves
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| As I Lay Dying |
