| Now now, don’t cry
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| We’ve got eyes on the live
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| Now we’re far away, beneath the sun
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| We’ll light up the reaper, now
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| War machine, gun, one
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| Holy father, livin' in the liar
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| Here is the blood, this blood will run forever
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| Here is the blood
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| Here is the blood
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| Here is the blood
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| This blood will run forever
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| Here is the blood
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| Here is the blood
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| Here is the blood
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| This blood will run forever
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| If we weren’t the only ones to ruin what we made
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| Things would be good again
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| So it’s another day to make things right
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| Well only the lie will make the sun ignite, one
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| Holy father, living in the liar
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| Here is the blood, this blood will run forever
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| If we weren’t the only ones to ruin what we made
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| Things would be good again
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| And we were the only ones to ruin what we made
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| The sea will be good again
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| If we weren’t the only ones to ruin what we made
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| Things would be good again, yeah!
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| If we weren’t the only ones to ruin what we made
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| And things will be good again, again, again |