Seven Nations - Twelve

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Out from the ashes of gray desire 

Out from the dream and into the fire 

I said a lot, it won't mean thing 

After she's gone these words will sting 

No gods could be that cruel to me 

No gods could be that cruel to me 



Six minutes gone and I'm still alive 

And who would have thought that I could survive

With pieces of eight and odd bits of string 

Are all I remember when I hear her sing 



No gods could be that cruel to me 

No gods could be that cruel to me 



And I blame the sun 

And I blame the moon 

I blame myself 

And I blame you 



Twelve minutes gone and I'm still alive 

And who would have thought that we would survive 

With all lines repeating and nothing rehearsed 

I feel so stupid; I feel I'm cursed 

I don't want to think anymore 

I don't want to think anymore 



No gods could be that cruel to me 

No gods could be that cruel to me 















		
			



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