Zao psalm of the city of the dead

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As we wait here for a sign
We are greeted by the end of time
As we wait here for a sign
We are greeted by the end of time
As we wait here for a sign
We are greeted by the end of time
These streets aren't paved with gold
You’re my everything
My soul is growing cold
These streets aren’t paved with gold
You’re my everything
My soul is growing cold

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