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DecimationGod of the pastI lied to myself If we're to fall What can I do? Not of the flesh Alive in my head Where do we go? I could be next God of the past Blind to my sins Billions before Billions of years Born of the flesh Caught in myself I want her back I want to know the purpose We can't go back No one can Somehow we believe we will We can't go back No one has It's over now We never will |