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In the heart of the stranger
In the passage of time
In the face of danger
Like nerves we are entwined

Ever expanding outward
Only to be sucked back in
Some call it good and evil
I call it virtue and sin

Death comes like a knock on your doom
Tall and mean, with shock and awe
A hooded cloaked black rider.
Who knows what the devil cries

Wind on the storm
Digging in deep, got our battle lines drawn
Brace yourself head between your knees

With the heart of a stranger
The ebb and flow of time
We are a resonant chamber
Bound to reflect in life
Unleashed from deep within us
Some great cosmic and void
Hellbent on our destruction
Chocking on a wrecking ball

Death comes like a knock on your doom
Tall and mean, with shock and awe
A hooded cloaked black rider.
Who knows what the devil cries

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