| I see the earth it moves, under your fire
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| A cold and hopeless land, make up your mind
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| I see the after burn, descending eyes
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| I know it’s only words, defending light
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| No slaves
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| It crawls on your skin, spread by your only friend
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| Cold hands around your neck, but then you live again
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| I can only see, the fear and in disease
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| Children are terrified, depending on the night
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| No slaves
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| Are waking up today
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| No slaves
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| Are making your mistakes
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| There’s a time for you, but we can’t afford to care
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| There’s a place for you, but you can’t fucking go there
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| There’s a time for you, but we can’t afford to care
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| There’s a place for you, but we still fucking lie
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| I see the earth it moves, under your fire
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| A cold and hopeless land, make up your mind
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| I see the after burn, descending eyes
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| I know it’s only words, defending light
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| No slaves
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| Are waking up today
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| No slaves
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| Are making your mistakes |