The dawn of rising sun
Faces the darkest days
Is this the way
Is this the way it was
Meant to be
They told us how
They told us why
To sell our soul for the
Blinded eyes
This lifetime of regret
Never seems to amaze
All the opportunists
Dancing on our graves
They told us how
They told us why
All the opportunists
Dancing on our graves
What if their wrong is right
All hope is out of sight
How do we know
How do we know
What to believe
They told us how
They told us why
To sell our soul for the
Blinded eyes
This lifetime of regret
Never seems to amaze
All the opportunists
Dancing on our graves
They told us how
They told us why
All the opportunists
Dancing on our graves

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