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as far as the eye can see heat is rising off the sandsomewhere out on this holy land time oncewas held in their handsbut it bleeds now down the mountain red to the riverbankwhere they burn their deadand it sinks deep in the blackest seato a bed of ancient memory-the incense is sweet fills the air this night: lulls you to sleepthe past and the future are here in this feverfrom the cold star that makes no sounda cruel poison comes down as we bathe nudein the wind, metallic blue becomes our skinstrange is the magicthe waters make no soundstrange is the magicwe lay our bodies downlove dark and tragicwe lay upon the groundlove is the magicnow we spiral roundwe drink the watersfilled with delightthe past and the futureclosed to our sightno need for the wisdomwords from the sagesfor here is oblivioncome down through the agesyou don't come to this place on your ownyou're born to this pain it's your homeit's useless they say to run and hideyou know it's useless they pay who stay and fightwe didn't come here of our own volitionit's prophesy, apathetic contritionand we didn't come here of a free willto grip a silent unknown fear then lay quite stillwe close our eyes, turn our faceclose our mind now go awayshut your eyes and turn awayyou've closed your mind but it's here to stayin the flickering blue centurythe blue eternityblue bombs explode on the screenblue arms outstretched as they pleadsee the cold star, it makes no sound, poison comes downit sinks in the black sea: a bed of ancient memory
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