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Millions of people, will there be one
Holding the key, can it be done
No one has reached that state of mind
This planet, this planet of mine

Your sky turns purple
Now it colours black
As chaos rules and death attacks
You blind fool
The losing one
You have closed your eyes
Far too long

As the Gods of Darkness rule
And lay there will on you
A new world is about to be born
The one that you have scorn

Give up hope or change the rules
That would be so wrong
I can't blemish this planet of mine
What can be more wrong
Millions of people, will there be one  Holding the key, can it be done  No one has reached that state of mind  This planet, this planet of mine    Your sky turns purple  Now it colours black  As chaos rules and death attacks  You blind fool  The losing one  You have closed your eyes  Far too long    As the Gods of Darkness rule  And lay there will on you  A new world is about to be born  The one that you have scorn    Give up hope or change the rules  That would be so wrong  I can't blemish this planet of mine  What can be more wrong