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Punish My Heaven
We are the outstretched fingers
That seize and hold the wind...
The strangeness of awakening
In an oh so silent world
Breathlessly waiting
For the first proud beams of light
As the hours grow longer
And the shadows never fall
My sky has forsaken me
My desperation grows
Bring me the light
In the darkness that never ends
The dawn will never come
Punish my heaven
We have arrived
At the outermost crossroads
The charge of cosmos
At our atmospheric skies
Will cause our fall
If I had wings, would I be forgiving?
If I had horns
Would there be flames to shy my smile?
Hymns of loss are heard
From the masses in the streets
Praising the last of days
I punish
Bring me the night
In the fires that never end
The dawn will never come
Punish my heaven
The charge of cosmos
Charging at us from unearthly distance
I challenge the universe
It's the choice between heaven and hell
My soul bears all the weight of mountains
As mankind weaves its silent end
Can there be no forgiveness?
I curse the heaven above me
As the light sinks through
My outstretched fingers
Fading in my open arms
Make each tear in my bare hands
A lifetime in hell
On this last day of light
When our autumn leaves fell
And as heaven itself commands me
Out of its lair
I fear not
My face lined for darkness
I'll go!
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I'll go!
My face lined for darkness
I fear not
Out of its lair
And as heaven itself commands me
When our autumn leaves fell
On this last day of light
A lifetime in hell
Make each tear in my bare hands
Fading in my open arms
My outstretched fingers
As the light sinks through
I curse the heaven above me
Can there be no forgiveness?
As mankind weaves its silent end
My soul bears all the weight of mountains
It's the choice between heaven and hell
I challenge the universe
Charging at us from unearthly distance
The charge of cosmos
Punish my heaven
The dawn will never come
In the fires that never end
Bring me the night
I punish
Praising the last of days
From the masses in the streets
Hymns of loss are heard
Would there be flames to shy my smile?
If I had horns
If I had wings, would I be forgiving?
Will cause our fall
At our atmospheric skies
The charge of cosmos
At the outermost crossroads
We have arrived
Punish my heaven
The dawn will never come
In the darkness that never ends
Bring me the light
My desperation grows
My sky has forsaken me
And the shadows never fall
As the hours grow longer
For the first proud beams of light
Breathlessly waiting
In an oh so silent world
The strangeness of awakening
That seize and hold the wind...
We are the outstretched fingers
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