Songtexte
Summer
night
is
ending
We
four
become
one
To
tackle
new
endeavors
Our
work
has
just
begun
You
may
find
us
with
a
hard
hit
view
Leave
us
to
our
own
devices
We've
got
our
work
to
do
Food
for
the
plenty
That's
what's
been
said
Words
left
to
find
your
dreams
Drifting
far
away
You
may
find
us
with
a
hard
hit
view
Leave
us
to
our
own
devices
We've
got
our
work
to
do
Shape
not
our
thinking
These
bases
may
seem
Strangled
like
their
cords
With
masks
and
chains
They've
said
in
vain
Just
to
please
Their
fawning
hordes
We
become
one
Now
I
have
seen
all
the
good
that
we
breed
Intent
to
no
wrong
Just
wait
and
see
your
wicked
greed
It
will
fall
To
our
new
song
We
become
one
Stopped
in
your
tracks
by
alarming
degree
Pleading
for
their
cause
Don't
let
them
stop
you
or
they'll
find
a
way
To
destroy
What
you
have
built
We
become
one
Summer
night
is
ending
We
four
become
one
To
tackle
new
endeavors
Our
work
has
just
begun
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