| There is a war going on
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| And a plaque going around
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| There is a man at the doorstep
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| Trying to take what he found
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| I can save you from harm
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| I will buy you some time
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| Return with the sunset and
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| Pick up what is left of mine — so
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| They fill their life till it spills
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| Count their days till they loose
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| No more prayers from the valley
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| No more treasures on the route
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| There are walls to run
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| Far too long it had been
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| Hear the voices in the thunder
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| See the devil in the wind — so
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city
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| We take the heart of the city |