With grace, we've marched
To the ends of the earth
To search for the hand
When all hope is lost
It will be found
Where the earth and the heavens collide
And darkness shows his weary head to the light
And the rich trade their treasures for life
For something sweeter than honey
Where the earth and the heavens collide
My name is darkness
And I have uncloaked my face to the light
My name is darkness
And I have uncloaked my face
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