LYRIC

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Speak now old soul, distant breathing
Your choice soon exists
Speak now old soul, a choice will soon be yours
Speak your time

Darkness embracing our sun
Darkness embracing our sun
The rising smoke awakens me

A crest for the brave falls in the fog
A light shines from a distant land of ghosts
They don’t want you there
They don’t want me here
Remember my name?
The machine is crumbling

A crest for the brave
A light shines from a
Enter oblivion

Darkness embracing
Our sun is lifting
You’ll soon give up on this world

The rising smoke awakens
An all white room, lifts me with its lights
Nothing in focus. Curiosity is no more.
Accept all we are given. It is all here for a reason

A golden lever, a choice for gold or velvet
Do I go on, or follow the robes in the smoke?
Accept all we are given. It is all here for a reason

One last search. Our shallow minds embrace this dream
One last search. To kneel in the famine room
One last search

You’ll soon give up on the world

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