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1. The Fallen Range
03:50
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2. Glass City
05:02
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Per-fec-tion , div-ine art-is-try,
Cre-a -ted by man-kind's dreams,
Now made un-clean by greed,
What hap-pened to best laid plans?
Lat-ent mis-takes beg-in to fes-ter,
Is it now to late to change ,
Re-work our lives?
but to un-der-stand the cure
[is to]give in to your fate
Brit-tle skies shat-ter,
in the ci-ty of dreams .
Crys-tall-ine keep,
it's nex-us fail-ing
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3. Sia and Cerburus
06:29
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[To]Care for a thought
To ba-ttle one's self, tam-ing the mind
Aaah cur-tain of steel,
cries for rit-u-al clean-sing seas- Aah-
Blank for a pur-pose un-known,
Clear to pre-serve pa-ra-digms,
Blank for a pur-pose un-known,
Va-cant and pure by the tome
De-grade fe-ral in-stincts lodged i-in-side your mind,
Quick-sil-ver's a-wake-en-ing,
Deep, your thoughts are ca-rry-ing the strain
Fear of the des-perate un-known [is]mould-ing you,
In-to a ma-chine of po-wer,
Carved in-to per-fec-tive flesh,
The-e-e mark of cen-tur-ies of cal-cu-la-ted care-ful culls
[Harsh Vox]
Two conn- ect through anc- ient pur- pose,
the bond now aches to bec-ome one, UH.
[/Harsh Vox]
Care for a thought,
this mind has been born,
[a]tain- ted arch- ive
Per- fect world, hung bet- ween
Two un- known souls,
now burns. The fin- al cy- cle starts,
the rift be- tween un-ity and cha- os bec- kons them
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Collapse
05:27
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