| Our voices echo on a quiet night
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| Silver faces, an unholy cathedral
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| Moon and Sun
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| A birthing right in this duality
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| Embrace the feeling of our human skin
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| intertwining now in ecstasy
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| Lie in the circle of a few who stain
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| (our bodies with their own blood)
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| The blessings given as the child grows
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| A family burdened with a life full of evil
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| Sacrifice
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| Now you can live to see another day
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| Embrace the feeling of our human skin
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| intertwining now in ecstasy
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| Lie in the circle of a few who stain
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| our bodies with their own blood
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| (Embrace the feeling of a soul within)
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| (Lie in the circle of a few who stain)
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| our bodies with their blood
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| Our voices echo on a quiet night
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| Silver faces, an unholy cathedral
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| Moon and Sun
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| A birthing right in this duality
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| These voices echo so violently
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| A complication with a life full of evil
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| Sacrifice
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| Now you can live to see another day |