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We're all running away from ourselves
With no direction we are blind
and We feel safe in our illusions, our delusional states of mind
And now it all has come to an end…
No more pretending we are fine.
The meek shall not inherit a thing, but an existence of dread.

I will be your place and time
I'll wipe away your fears
Give in to me you know you're mine
Step into the shadows…

Come with me…
To a clearing in the field before the dawn
In time you'll see the light
In a Ceremony Of Fire

There's no room for us to pretend
That what we're doing is divine
And with every passing hour
We watch it all unwind
Everything here must come to an end
What is born will surely die
But you just keep on bowing your heads
You cannot turn back time

Into this pyre I cast what's left
Upon the rising flames
The wicked must be sacrificed
To save us all from death

I used to dream that everything would change
But all my prayers have been denied
Now I just listen as their voices die
And Slowly I, can hear them fade… Away
Fade away

Come with me…
To a clearing in the field before the dawn
In time you'll see the light
In a Ceremony Of Fire
Come with me…
To A Clearing in the field before the dawn
And you will see the light, In a Ceremony Of Fire

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