| Hey there Matthew Hopkins, are you listening to us — we’re still here
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| Boodstone, Tiger’s Eye, whet the hell — we’re still here
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| The dreaming Earth’s moving in your sleep — it’s all real
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| And everything you tried to keep so secret will one day be revealed
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| There’s grit in the oysters there’s wind in the trees
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| There’s a full moon rising and salt in the seas
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| And we’re outside of the line
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| Still running — outside of the line
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| Heinrich Kramer, Jacob Sprenger — we’re still here
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| Can you hear us Torquemada — we’re still here
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| The rolling of thunder, there’s holes in the sky
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| We’ll meet you again on the opposite side
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| Outside of the line
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| Still running — ouside of the line
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| The sent of datura, the beat of the drum
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| Seven by seven, al the ravens have flown
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| The crack of the lightning, there’s holes in the sky
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| We’ll meet you again on the opposite side and we’re
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| Outside of the line
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| By the earth and the fire and the water and the air
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| By the blood pouring in my veins I swear
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| Outside of the line
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| Still running — outside of the line |