| The wood burns dark and cloaks the rain
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| See what we have wrought again
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| Shadows scrape across the bones
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| Speak only of stones and home
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| We seek the sun in endless night
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| And burn in its forbidden light
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| From the crown it came down
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| The beasts gather and turn to form
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| Another with in our path
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| Bringing the crystal view
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| Come on down to the sea
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| Where our fathers see all
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| See them all unto the road
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| Lead us then on the site
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| Of war outside the mind
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| To the world and to our own
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| I lower down to become this land
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| I’ll bring a pale shroud
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| Let’s drag it in the blood
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| We’ll make them see him
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| And take him away forever
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| Waters wash what we have burned
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| The winter’s ash the sky has turned
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| Mounds of earth we build on high
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| In barrows our remains shall lie
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| Trouble sleeps where dead men stare
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| Across the void we have fallen prey to all
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| Now I shield the fragile ones
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| I have offered my own skin
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| Time must now see this through
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| I’ll do what must be done
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| The fear in our eyes is clean
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| Spider have burrowed deep
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| And the eggs are all dying
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| Leaving us within our own fetus
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| I will awake
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| Crawl down to you
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| Reach out my hands
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| It all falls away |