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I polish up souls
So they return to God
In the best condition
Ridding them of fog
I polish up souls
So they return to God
In the best condition
Ridding them of fog
I thought about the summer of your mind
I thought that you were lost but you were blind
As I pull your soul up through your eyes
Judge you not and you will surely rise
I fly through millions of solar systems
On a solid train
Judging you again
I fly through millions of solar systems
On the astral plain
Judging you again
I polish up souls
So they return to God
In the best condition
Ridding them of fog
I polish up souls
So they return to God
In the best condition
Ridding them of fog
I thought about the summer of your mind
I thought that you were lost but you were blind
As I pull your soul up through your eyes
Judge you not and you will surely rise
I fly through millions of solar systems
On a solid train
Judging you again
I fly through millions of solar systems
On the astral plain
Judging you again
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- The North
- A Good Day To Die
- The Best Of Too
- Take Cover
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- Generic Love Songs Too
- Lost Love EP
- Spiritual Anarchy
- Once Shy Twice Bitten
- Going Through the Emotions
- Laying It On the Lines
- Seeing Stars
- A Cold Served Dish
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- The Blue Carpet
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