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Immortality (Scenes From Above)
May you close your eyes in advance Before Lucifer captures your soul In our saviors final dance Alexander the Great Commander of the darkest fate Sheathe all swords! What is it my lord You have captured me at my weakest point I want what these dead seekers don't I see an empire, a nation Nothing higher than inflation I Julius Caesar hold freedom in a tear My hopes and dreams are what everyman fear In the presence of tragedy You will love me In a tub of petals The gods will rub me I am all but immortal See the shadows of jealousy And ever so often, I walk toward her Lust caught up in mislead trust Even holy sinners bite the dust John Proctor’s Crucifixion A slain soldier’s prediction So content with death That you wouldn't give a piece for what's left When all realms are expired We come to a cease fire When the pictures fade and legends die Imagine if generals could cry Adore fate so rudely And leave as yours truly You shall remember me The curse of September, but let it be May you close your eyes in advance Before Lucifer captures your soul In our saviors final dance
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