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CenturiesSome said nothing is foreverEverything has come to an end And we know: human lifes are ending Everyday as the clock ticks Time, as measured pass me by Just know if there's nothing I want to keep my soul Centuries leave behind History for us to find Penitence, the humble man Bow down, for you are on sacred ground For all things I held so dear In my life I saw disappear First blood, first stroke Even all in one blow Suffer me and I suffer you One blow and our lifes are through You question me I question you My gun sees your life is through Speak of the sun refused to shine Speak of dust to hide behind Speak of half-life period time Speak of devils speak of gods Speak of all that was lost at once Speak of me and speak of you Seak of how to see the day through Mysteries are solved By one man centuries ago Tragedy, the future Mankind is on holy ground Centuries leave behind History for us to find Penitence, the humble man Bow down, for you are on sacred ground |