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Your world will go down The same way as space is gained The old world is given to the acient gods Now I know you'll go down The same way as we did Only silence remains You won't be able to stop it You won't be able to stop Bitter wind Blowing our future away Killing fog Thick and as frightening As doom can be Glory's gone and I know It will never return Glory's gone Glory's gone Glory gone and I know It will never return Never return