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M.Sheppard - Thursday

"The stage is set to rip the wings from a butterfly(The stage is set)The stage is set don't forget to breathe(Between the lines)If the whole world dies, then it's safe to take the stageThese graves will"

Running From The Rain - Thursday

"There was a sound, split all the heavens apart On the northern wind, out in a southern spark Oh, I will be with you, running from the rain When it reaches the end of the line I see myself reflected in"

Paris In Flames - Thursday

"Now it's time to wrap our fears in the night And on the first day I'll dress this city in flames After all the things you say You hate me for being this way Still you won't let go of old ideals There"

Ian Curtis - Thursday

"We listened to the open sound your voice projected on the radio dial Lie with me I said and lying's what she always did and always will. All these thoughts keep leading back to him. And no signs from"

Counting 5-4-3-2-1 - Thursday

"5-4-3-2-1 Lets start a fire. We'll burn this town from inside out. Till no ones left alive. And you can't feel the rhythm of your steps when you hit the street. The city seems so far away from here,"

Autobiography Of A Nation - Thursday

"Write these words back down inside We have burned their villages and all the people in them died We adopt their customs and everything they say we steal All the dreams they had we kill Still we all"

Between Rupture And Rapture - Thursday

"in the veins of the ultraviolet light, the phosphor is starting a fire shooting up in the iodine; its turning on rupture the wall around my heart i feel so lost, i've been shaking. you can't save me (forget"

Wind Up - Thursday

"Just ahead I see you winding up And you're dressing this color on the edge of fire Until these tightened strides They march in time again I don't know if I will cut through I don't know if my heart"

Into The Blinding Light - Thursday

"We stare into the blinding light to see what's between us. It's red and it's white like lies, like lipstick on last-look good-byes. The substance assimilating to watch the bodies burst into a string of"

At This Velocity - Thursday

"We were safe, now we're paralyzed Suspended in flight At this speed it makes no difference Where I start and where you end Or if you sit in an emergency aisle We could be dead, complete the equation Our"

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