| Let them sing on my final hour
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| The sound of choirs lift me up from my sea of sins
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| So let them sing the anthem of death
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| This is my call to arms, a final gasping breath
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| The wind is roaring through the anthem of my death
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| And I hope that the choirs of absolution
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| Will sing me to sleep when my time is over
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| I know that my days are numbered
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| Three, two, one, we won’t live forever
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| I’ll go towards the neverending
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| I lay my head to rest while the choirs are singing
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| Let it be the sound that you remember
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| When they sink me down underneath the ground
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| Will the memories of me still weigh me down?
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| Let it be the voice of absolution
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| That sets me free
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| Only darkness awaits for the ones who will not see
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| Only death awaits for the weak
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| Sing me to sleep
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| I feel the cold surround me
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| Wherever I may turn, I feel the wrath inside me
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| I’ve been living my life without my eyes
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| And I never felt the warmth from the sun on the skyline
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| I am sorry for everything
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| For every drop in the sea of my sins
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| With the death grip on me
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| I lay my head to rest while the choirs are singing
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| Let it be the sound that you remember
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| When they sink me down underneath the ground
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| Will the memories of me still weigh me down?
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| Let it be the voice of absolution that sets me free
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| Only darkness awaits for the ones who will not see
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| Let them sing, let their dead hearts sink here at the neverending
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| I have a life, but I never been living
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| So close my eyes 'cause I never been seeing
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| It’s like my heart has never been beating
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| Sing me to sleep in the end, only death awaits
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| Sing me to sleep |