They guess imagine it wasn't good enough For hate for them instead Now I can try to get my point across to you But it's gonna take a better voice to listen to But all as one here to call
I've been dreaming on again
She sits alone on an old wooden porch Her heart cries out and fills with remorse The breaking news of burning giants We're at the mercy of invisible tyrants He takes his steps into the gates of hell Now in the boundaries of kill or be killed Shaking now with the horror he's facing Good men gone mad cuz they train to be crazy
I've been dreaming on again
I've been dreaming on again
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