| By burden of blood we saw reflections of who we are
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| As the knowledge that burns in our hearts takes charge
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| Blessings made at a house in the distance
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| An unworthy authority looking to find a worthy culprit
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| Accounting lost, stranded hindsight, words were not enough
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| Repeat the cycle with devils in your veins
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| More than simply shaken, a line divides
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| Blood ties are forsaken, grudges still are found
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| In kindred we are bound
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| By burden of blood we saw reflections of who we are
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| As the knowledge that burns in our hearts takes charge
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| So deep in our blood, ages come, ages go, never freed
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| Never
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| That’s what you told me
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| Time and again we have them down on their knees
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| Beg for mercy, beg, time and again
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| How many times will I be called to feel this rage?
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| How many times will I be taken to that place?
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| No peace of mind until the seas run dry
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| By burden of blood we saw reflections of who we are
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| As the knowledge that burns in our hearts takes charge
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| Forced to inflict these scars, reflections of who we are
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| A legacy carried on too long |