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Today I woke to find myself an orchestra with broken bells
And the sounds I made, they could have come from hell.
Because hell is a place that I found inside myself, not underground
And it all comes out when I open my mouth.

Because I've held notes with a chorus of thieves
And I've begged for mercy on hollow knees
So when I say, I'll change my ways
It's a promise that I will not keep

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I saw heaven with my own eyes in a dream I had late last night
But it slipped away with the morning's light
Oh, so now I curse the rising day as she pours into my painted grave
That crown of fire, she cleanses everything.

And the civil war has found itself brand new grounds on which to dwell
My heart and mind, through space and time
On the fringes of my fragile shell

So impart to me everything that I do not deserve to see
Please extend the vision you have given me
Purge my greed
And I will become the sea.
And despite my doubts, I will travel toward my fears and live them out
And stand up to the demons that I've kept around
Through ups and downs
Oh, I will watch them drown

In mercy's arms what I have learned
Is that I don't get quite what I deserve
It seems that I am measured on a curve
And all I've claimed to know of love
Are fruitless words from a foolish tongue
It's nothing I can really speak of
Because I was not there when the stars were hung
No, I did not arrange the moon or the sun
So who am I, what silly pride
To think that I am someone

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