And when the circle starts to burn Out on the highway The highest priestess brings the urn She knows her body will return Out on the dusty desert wind The ceremony will begin And when the light comes round the bend We know the Earth will meet its end But we wont have time To ignore the signs And the screaming will start But we wont mind Wont mind Because theres nothing left for us to find
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