The Quiet Storm-Draconian

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[00:00.00]The Quiet Storm - Draconian
[00:22.84]We stumble through life
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[00:27.66]Shedding the same tears
[00:32.47]Forming the same stream
[00:37.40]Asking the same questions
[00:42.53]Dreading the new day
[00:47.02]It's so quiet here
[00:51.96]Still violence is speaking;
[00:56.78]I close my eyes
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[01:20.28]A storm is coming a spiral of conversion;
[01:28.40]Broods from the core of our stone wielded luster
[01:37.34]Yes a storm is certainly coming
[01:43.09]Feel the surge
[01:46.59]Rapidly we reach for clenched hands to save us
[01:54.21] and we see ourselves for the first time
[02:22.77]As the ones we truly are
[02:27.21]As we bleed as we die
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[03:18.33]Hands emaciated folds around our hearts
[03:25.59]As we stand in line to leave this life;
[03:36.02]To embrace the fear to wear the crown
[03:40.27]Of an empire never meant to be
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[04:25.99]Walking in circles
[04:29.12]Reaping the afterglow
[04:34.74]A human affliction drowning the undertow
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[05:32.30]I'd rather understand from where my tears derive
[05:39.62]To accept the sadness of knowing
[05:47.43]And relieving the long lost hope
[05:53.18]Than pursue the tarnished ways of man
[06:02.24]But we exist here and we cry at night