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Prologue
00:56
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Impending Signals
03:31
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Please hold tight to the things we hold.
I'll never let your story be untold.
I know that this will not be the end of us,
you will have to hold on tight to our trust.
Do whatever it takes to stay true, to our own mistakes.
Now it's time to let them know exactly how to let this go.
Just let it go, just let it go.
Learn to let go. Feel within and find restraint.
Breathe a cleansing breath and feel the calming pulse throughout your chest. Succeed in linear motion from this point forward and bid your own reassurance.
Now every time you look away, remember all the things that they used to say. You're convinced you'll never leave this town but baby, I'll never let you down.
Progress from personal or external informalities.
Peace is insured with the constant of breath.
Deep and unabrupt. Suck it up and let it go.
Now every time you look away, remember all the things that they used to say. You're convinced you'll never leave this town but baby, I'll never let you down.
I can see the sky from here and it looks beautiful and I know that I will reach it someday.
With or without you...
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Morals
03:45
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Confide in myself, forget who you were.
The presence of comfort is no more.
Become the mute, the king culprit I am.
Unable of a violent stand, arms tied must abide. These menacing hands are set aside.
You promised me that this would never change and everything would stay the same but now that you're gone we can clearly see that this was all just another game.
Delivering time to gather and embrace and face the task at hand. Demand the summit from where you stand, with no time to count your blessings respect the curse bestowed. A promise for the reunion you seek, though these eyes will always betray the depths of his disappointments, overcome.
I cannot deny the fear of failure, but I will hold true to what I believe is right.
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Breathless and broken, we kept searching for a way out. Now stranded we follow hearts to find solid footing. Give me sign of hope left in us.
Passion grew together a longing for solid footing. One collective found within our selves, harbored in each other. To release would be to quit. This band of brothers can deture darkness itself. It was our fate to control, it was our fate to control. Transcending blue moons without sleep instilled our pride, we had created something for ourselves.
Breathless and broken, we kept searching for a way out. Now stranded we follow hearts to find solid footing. Give me sign of hope left in us.
Bid your own self discovery, close in all of your closures. Together, together these hands will breach and sever all existing thought of what possible is. Respect your potential.
Even though it may seem that we've lost our hopes and our dreams, I'll stand here beside you, this light here will guide you. Find the strength along the way. Don't you ever forget this day and the faces and places that lead the way. Don't you ever forget where you come from and what you've done to be here.
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The Last Chapter
03:12
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We are the feeble parasite permeating chaos across our host. Do you contest? All in your plot to outshine the kings before you, you've left your mark for sure. Squandering every resource to replace with our waste. Hundreds of satellites circle us, earths own planetary ring.
Your assets proved avarice as we unfasten from our axis. No trail of the nine, no black dotted lines. Still hands cusp as the last solstice staggers. We must escape.
Floating up here, we are safe from the world below.
A thine blue line surrounds us, purging through cloud membranes. Brilliant freckles envelop our majestic icon. Floating up here, I am safe from the world below. Rendered by cosmic turbulence, I am the seed traveling for the ground.
A stalwart symbol in hope for life.
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