| Here we are under the stars
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| Empty as dead brothers in arms
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| Through straw and mud the clay and blood
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| The law of the claw the claw of god
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| Awaiting the sun that herald of fire
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| Trenches deep deep in the mire
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| Never leave without honour within
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| Brothers in arms take care of your kin
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| A coal black moth to take their place
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| Wrapped in snow and twilight faith
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| Preparing for the undertow
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| A laying of flowers where the willed winds blow
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| In the dead of night in the eye of the storm
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| Drugged by the incense of a bloody dawn
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| Here we are under the stars
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| Empty as dead brothers in arms |