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Paroles: Oh, Antarctica. We Aren't The Costumes We Wear. Creations: The Escape.


Take my hand, I will guide you to the light.
Close your eyes and find the life that you have left behind.
Meet your maker and look him in the face.
This is your call for your escape.

Stretch your arms to the sky and don't tell me that you have nothing to show.

Take everything that you have ever known.
And recite the words to your loving god.
Salvation will become your world.
And you will never be alone again.

This is not the end.

What have we become?
We've been growing as monsters.
We can make a change and peace will be forever

(Thanks to Travis for these lyrics)