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				Jun 16th, 2003, 12:49 AM
			
			
			
		
			
			       
				
			
			 
 Into a strange new world, into the after allYour tears might find you've fallen too far
 Take another look, take another ride
 Can't we make them leave the hate behind?
 
 And I still believe in nothing
 Will we ever see the shape of tomorrow?
 
 Into the empty storm, into the formless loss of hope,
 Where we can forget the game
 And I still believe in nothing
 Will we ever see the cure for our sorrow?
 
 Nothing is sacred when no one is saved
 Nothing's forever so count your days
 Nothing is final and no one is real
 Pray for tomorrow and find your empty still
 
 Nothing is sacred when no one is saved
 Nothing's forever so count your days
 Nothing is final and no one is real
 Pray for tomorrow and find you're empty still
 
 Nothing!
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