| Hear this creature, hear this right
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| When this morning cometh
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| We bring skeletons of the weak
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| …and those hearts are freed
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| They lust the modern world
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| Murder, vengeance, gold
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| They forget what the gods had given
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| …and the bombs are freed
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| Hear this creature, hear this right
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| When this morning cometh
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| We bring skeletons of the weak
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| …and those hearts are freed
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| They lust the modern world
|
| Murder, vengeance, gold
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| They forget what the gods had given
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| …their search has come to late
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| With this weapon in my hand
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| I reclaim the land
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| And with blood in the dirt
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| After fire comes rebirth
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| With this weapon in my hand
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| I reclaim the land
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| And with blood in the dirt
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| After fire comes rebirth |