| Dark Tongues, Pt. II |
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| I was among the fatherless ones |
| Born in a tide of paralyzed sons |
| Threatened with fire |
| We all promised our spirits |
| Am I followed, watched like prey? |
| Who is singing freedom to me? |
| Tell me now, have you known a love |
| Powerful enough to steal your fear of |
| Death with wounds so bitter? |
| Can there be a place far beyond this sorrow |
| Ever bright and safe? |
| I will break this vein of violent shame |
| And run free |
| Crooked and crimson, its blood is poisoned |
| Crooked and crimson, its blood is poisoned |
