I feel your presence amongst us

You cannot hide in the darkness

Can you hear the rumble?

Can you hear the rumble that’s calling?

I know your soul is not tainted

Even though you’ve been told so

Can you hear the rumble?

Can you hear the rumble that’s calling?

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

A candle casting a faint glow

You and I see eye to eye

Can you hear the thunder?

Oh, can you hear the thunder that’s breaking?

Now there is nothing between us

From now our merge is eternal
Can’t you see that you’re lost?

Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you!

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

Ghost – Cirice

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You have the power

You wear the crown

From the Pinnacle to the Pit

It is a long way down

You wield the scepter

You wear the gown

From the Pinnacle to the Pit

It is a long way down

In your empire

They stare and frown

From the Pinnacle to the Pit

It is a long way down

You are cast out from the heavens to the ground

Blackened feathers falling down

You are cast out from the heavens to the ground

Blackened feathers falling down

You will wear your independence like a crown

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You stand your ground

The orb disfigured

What’s flat looks round


From the Pinnacle to the Pit

It is a long way down

You are cast out from the heavens to the ground

Blackened feathers falling down

You are cast out from the heavens to the ground

Blackened feathers falling down

You will wear your independence like a crown

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Ghost – From the Pinnacle to the Pit