Once the patriots lie waste to modern life Although we all die, at least we were right Once the elements find a way to rewrite earth without mankind At least we knew it was nigh An ocean of fire and it's starting to rise You're out of your mind But you're worried you're right That it's the end in sight Words barely inscribed All my memories were soon crystalized In a past that's now starting to rhyme But looming so high Now you're out of your mind You're worried you're right But you won't have to hide If it's the end in sight Not quite the looking glass but other side of something The once and future past, fates so soft you hum them That endless night as the sirens droned I wandered alone through some family's home
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