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This Is It
Locked inside this decadence
That seems to have no end
Swallow the vanity you call your own
We should have seen it coming
Reached our pinnacle without knowing
A dying existence of primal man
The only thing we are
Is a forgotten memory of yesterday
We've pushed too far
Could you have known
Is this what we are
Cause this is it
Say anything at all
Redefined by our scars
Bones turned brittle by years
Should I live so long
To watch our religion crumble
We never knew we were fading fast
The only thing we are
Is a forgotten memory of yesterday
We've pushed too far
Could you have known
Is this what we are
Cause this is it
All that we are
Left static in print
Never foreseen
We've pushed too far
Could you have known
Is this what we are
Cause this is it
This is it
That seems to have no end
Swallow the vanity you call your own
We should have seen it coming
Reached our pinnacle without knowing
A dying existence of primal man
The only thing we are
Is a forgotten memory of yesterday
We've pushed too far
Could you have known
Is this what we are
Cause this is it
Say anything at all
Redefined by our scars
Bones turned brittle by years
Should I live so long
To watch our religion crumble
We never knew we were fading fast
The only thing we are
Is a forgotten memory of yesterday
We've pushed too far
Could you have known
Is this what we are
Cause this is it
All that we are
Left static in print
Never foreseen
We've pushed too far
Could you have known
Is this what we are
Cause this is it
This is it
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