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Proximity - Front Line Assembly
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Proximity - Front Line Assembly
As we march into the night
Nothing
Ever feels so light
What seems hopeless
What is wrong
We're going backwards
Just hanging on
Hesitations to find ourselves
Life's confusion
There's no help
Our consciousness is always lying
Close to the end
There's no denying

And the ecstasy
In the moment
Releases me
As we fall
And we drift into the world
The axis the motion
Of all the things I've loved


As the lights fall away
It's getting cold
Nothing left to say
All of these hopes
And all these dreams my hands reach up
To end the final scene
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