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At dusk, the last light is pushed away
Your dominion is over for another day
So clasp your hands together, it is time to pray
The dark reveals and you are betrayed
You should have seen it coming
You took the house with the view
You should have heard the struggle
The day that we broke through
The lighthouse in the harbour
Still draws in a desperate few
So hold on
Hold on
Your hands run red
We followed the trail, and look where it lead
There’s a noose around your neck
A rope woven from buried regret
Your hands run red
And your prints are all over this fucking mess
Your hands run red
So don’t question the verdict that lands on your head
The sun will set, the tide will change
When the pendulum swings
This barren landscape will succumb to decay
When the pendulum swings
The sun will set, the tide will change
When the pendulum swings
A new will grow when the ashes remain
When the pendulum swings
The sun will set, the tide will change
When the pendulum swings
This barren landscape will succumb to decay
When the pendulum swings
The sun will set, the tide will change
When the pendulum swings
A new will grow when the ashes remain
When the pendulum swings