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Devil Sold His Soul - Awaiting The Flood
| Run far - the edge of the world is crumbling as black sets in, what will you do? while they recite the old tales the crowds turn into meaningless ghosts of you I’m finding this hard to believe in this night has gone eternal hell will rise they cannot rise in our way as long as we stand running out for you | |
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