No Tomorrow

Fit For A King

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    If there's no, no tomorrow
    We'll dance at the edge of the end
    And forget about our sorrows

    Let the fire climb, our cries are growing thin
    Like a guiding light, that's lost its oxygen
    Hold on tightly to our last breath
    There's beauty, there's beauty in our dance with death

    Feel it choke
    As death wraps its arms around us

    And if there's no, no tomorrow
    We'll dance at the edge of the end
    And forget about our sorrows

    The horizon bleeds with the sorrow of eternity
    Self destruction laced in narcissistic poetry
    The chasm splits and swallows every faithless dream
    What will they say in the face of armageddon?

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    The clouds pour with crimson rain
    The ash fills our lungs
    And we choke (we will choke)
    As death wraps its arms around us

    And if there's no, no tomorrow
    We'll dance at the edge of the end
    And forget about our sorrows

    And if there's no (no), no tomorrow (no tomorrow)
    We will wait until there's nothing left
    To spend the time we've borrowed

    Ashes in the air, covering us all
    Watching as the world crumbles, hearing its last call
    It's a slow decay, there's nowhere left to hide
    With the taste of ruin on our tongues tonight

    If this is really the end, then why can't I see?
    And in this dance with death, can we be saved?

    And if there's no, no tomorrow
    We'll dance at the edge of the end
    And forget about our sorrows

    If there's no, no tomorrow (no tomorrow)
    We will wait until there's nothing left
    To spend the time we've borrowed

    No, no tomorrow
    No, no tomorrow

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