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wipe that right off your face
and focus your attention, on the blood you
now you tell me about sorrow
for you won't to see tomorrow

far from
far home

how sweet it was to have you
for more than one time this
these deep wounds yet to heal
this dying is oh so real

far from
far home

i won't rest i see
a thousand fallen line these streets
prepare yourself for this scene
the end of rivalry