Say what you will
I will walk past that plate
of glass
Your time has passed
Don't ever say it's my time
Burning hatred will light my way
A choice not an echo
And as your world comes down,
I will be there
[chorus]
You look so pretty, digging
Your grave
You look so pretty what's
Left to save?
Say what you will
Eyes to the skies
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