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words fly like bullets through the pouring rain apathy diagnosed us in our dreams headlights shine bright enough to blind our pain when our blood runs cold, we'll have no arms ghosts of dead animals silent our fears when earth has run dry, we will drink our tears loathe and behold, the snow will turn to ash armageddon will lead us to the stars swimming through razor blades to find the keys love lost in lust will have our hearts lined with scars armageddon will lead us to the stars loathe... behold... the ghosts of everyone we know ghosts of dead animals silent our fears armageddon will lead us to the stars swimming through razor blades to find the keys love lost in her will have our hearts lined with scars armageddon will lead us to the stars From Letras Mania