| Fools gold, siphoned and sold, merchants of death
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| Dead in spirit, now dead in flesh
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| Fools gold, siphoned and sold, merchants of death
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| Dead in spirit, now dead in flesh
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| Born of violent flames, landscapes of ashes
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| The roots soak up the rain, burning in acid
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| The wounds are cauterized, and left un-bandaged
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| Wilting beneath a sun, withered and damaged
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| Tragedy reigns forever
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| Rejoice in masses
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| The tribe collapses
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| The mother weeps in her dying breath
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| Rise from the ashes
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| Oh foul Black Mammoth
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| Dead in spirit, now dead in flesh
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| Tread on sacred terrain, envenomed and ravaged
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| The peace upon the plains, seized by the savage
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| Primitive practices, uproot and vanish
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| Modern barbarians, new rite of passage
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| Rejoice in masses
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| The tribe collapses
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| The mother weeps in her dying breath
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| Rise from the ashes
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| Oh foul Black Mammoth
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| Dead in spirit, now dead in flesh
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| Tragedy reigns forever
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| Tragedy reigns forever
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| Tragedy reigns forever |