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The Lost Continent :
I felt sickness brush against my arm as I walked by you
heard your but couldn't tell that it was you.
And, slowly, watched your sickness slip away a place
that I'd once but I was not afraid this time
So I gave chase and found it, finally, slowly feeding from head,
And from my friends, and from my family, so I it by the neck.
"For every lover you have ruined..." I dug my into its flesh.
"...and life that you have taken..."
its head against the brick.
Its blood poured out the pavement,
I stirred it in with and spit,
"I take a part of you."
I mortar from the mix.
Tore every organ its body,
its bone and fashioned bricks,
I the mortar in between,
I a throne for hope to sit.
"Too you've torn us into pieces,
firmly held onto our wrists. Today I you in me."
I swallowed inch of it.

I'll hold you, as you have me -
you've held me in your heart, be set free from fear.
felt our failures.
We've our passions leave, but we're still breathing on.
I'll you, as you have held me,
You've held me in heart.
(And I will you in my heart)

But I still see him dead in the parking lot at the gas station down the street.
And I hear my friend say,
"You know, you wouldn't believe the things I saw when I was overseas."
But he somehow keeps in spite all of that,
I keep finding ways to push the good out for the bad
Oh, how selfish of myself to say that it was more than I could take,
like it was pain I not shake,
like it could break me with its fingers, my body in the lake,
and I would slowly away
but the Truth is it was sorrow I made and would not face.
See, I keep for the future after tripping on the past.
And I am always tearing out to make the anguish last like it defines me.
Or reminds me I've comfort in my suffering
and uncertainty in and death,
because what's next is such a to me.
I am terrified of all the things I but cannot see.
Friends and family, put hand into my hand and lay your head into my chest.
You are all that I left here
We are all that we left.
We are the lovers, We are the of our kind.
your arms and keep your chin up
and I swear that be fine.
We are the lovers, We are the of our kind.
Though not sure who we are, though we're not sure where we're from,
though we're not when we'll leave, though we're not sure where we'll go,
we keep our up
we our hearts up
we our hopes up

Keep your head up. we're fine. Just your head up. I swear we'll be alright.
Keep your head up. Oh, my friends, keep head up. and I swear we'll never die.
I swear we'll get home safe and sound, live on underground
I will give your heart a place to rest when everything you had has and left.
I'll weave your into my ribcage; lock your hearts inside my chest.
the passion I once carried; do away with all the rest.
I tore the sickness from your smashed its head against the bricks.
I a castle from its bones that you may always dwell in it.
So sing for every buried that you'd thought would never end.
And sing your fears about the future; and a for faded friends.
For all the love that you had to, why it somehow failed to keep.
And each minute you've been frightened; every hour that you've lost sleep
And sing for all your friends and family; sing for those who survive.
But sing not for their outcome; sing a song of how they tried.
We live amidst a violent leaves us unsatisfied at best,
So your heart with what's important, and be done with all the rest.
We are what's left of we once were
We are far behind.
There's so much stacking up against us and we're out of time.

We are but hopeful children, and we're the of our kind.
But if we let our hearts move outward, I know we never-
We are but and family, we are the last of our kind.
So hold my hand, I'll your head up, and I promise we'll be fine.
We are but hopeful lovers, and we are out of time.
There's so stacking up against us, and we're falling far behind.
We are but hopeful lovers, we are the of our kind,
But if we let our hearts move outward, I we will never-
We are but lovers, we are the of our kind.
And if we let our hearts outward, I know we will never-
We are but lovers, we are the of our kind.
And if we let our hearts move outward, we will die