The morning light cuts through the haze A golden sky, a peaceful day The shadows fade, the air is still A silent breeze across the hill It feels as though the world is blest A momentβs peace, a fleeting rest But under paths we walk so blind The clock ticks down the end of time β On such a bright and quiet morning Without a sign, without a warning The sweetest sun, the softest sky A perfect day to say goodbye β So hold my hand, don't walk away Weβre only shadows passing gray No one is built to last the storm We leave the dust where we were born And if the reaper calls your name There is no fault, there is no blame No better hour to lose the fight Than standing in this blinding light On such a bright and quiet morning Without a sign, without a warning The sweetest sun, the softest sky A perfect day to say goodbye But now the calm begins to fray The golden light is turning gray A tension grips the quiet air A sudden, silent, cold despair The ground beneath begins to shake The illusion starts to bend and break Our hearts ignite, the fire grows The pressure builds, nobody knows! No more time for peaceful breath Weβre marching to the dance of death The rhythmβs fast, a frantic beat We feel the fire beneath our feet A chaos born of sweat and sound We spin this madhouse round and round No looking back, weβre on the run The perfect ending has begun! β This is the day! This is the way! We scream it out and we defy The sweetest light, the brutal sky It's beautiful! It's vertical! One final jump, one final cry A perfect day to see you die! The sun goes down, the quiet falls The iron bell begins to call A golden dawn, a quiet breathβ¦ Your final step into the West.
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