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Sifting through apocalypse

All I want's to catch a glimpse

Just another broken day

My whole world's gone away

I feel the ceilings coming down

I atch the deadmen run around

Trying hard to chnage the course

'cuase they know what's best for us

Your whole world's coming down

Close to the bottom-close to the sound

Your whole world's let me down

Drag me down to the under ground

Sifting through apocalypse

Already new it would come to this

Just another game to play

How mnay ways have I got to play

Hear them running faster now

They wear the hoove's of Satan's crowd

You came to visit for just one day

But now that you're here-

You're here to stay