I see the landscape before me
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So beautiful it makes me smile
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Those whispering sounds in silence
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Reaching for me, trying to warn me...once again.
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Wake up to sense the violence
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Right and wrong, clear and strong
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Whispering sounds in the darkness
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'The time will come to undo what you have done...'
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'What if the seas can't save you
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From the fires of this world...
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You left no trees to keep you
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on the surface, when the day comes...'
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'The push that you gave derailed me
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...on my knees, broken seals
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Your vagary led to the silence...'
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...I can't hear you.
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'Please cast the die
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Paint the horizon with the right shade of red
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When the oceans rise
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Mother cleans the slate and the cradle becomes
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your grave...'
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'What if the seas can't save you
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From the fires of this world...
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You left no trees to keep you
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on the surface, the oceans rise...'
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Under the sky...
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we create our future
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Towards the end we tend to forget
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Is world such a bad place
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Why are we wrecking the sphere...
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Four seasons turn into two,
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Two less seats in the ancient guild
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The bond is now obsolete...
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You gave us the roots and the wings,
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the more you gave, the more we parted from you.
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This day seems so infinite
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We never learned to be afraid...
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Pray no, you should not pray now
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Must believe in yourself
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All the choices you make
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Will define you in the end
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Truly, we're a lost cause
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A tiny rhymeless word
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In the poem of time
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What if the seas can't save you
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From the fires of this world...
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You left no trees to help you
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back to surface, when the oceans rise...
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Wrecking The Sphere
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Sonata Arctica |