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Breathe, in the burning air
Then sigh, be relieved there's there
We were long before your free advice
Now the flags, they will burn in

Rest your head here, feed our nation for us,
And to the back of our lines for your needs

As the blade is raised get clearer now
What if dreams you had came crashing down
you change or erase the memory
Of the day, oh, the day you made us

Rest your here, feed our nation for us, please
And retreat to the of our lines for your needs
We sow the seeds upon grave
So you you'll feed us either way

If you're frightened of and, and you're holding on
You'll see devils tearing life away
But if you've made peace
the devils are really angels, freeing you from the earth

Wash your sins and begin again
Resurrection empty hands
Back against the wall your tower fall
To the with your head

Time to move on, your is gone
It's your turn to run hour has come
Let the blade

We'll feed our as we please
As you grieve our children dance in the streets
Oh, we've sown the seeds your grave
So you know feed us either way

And the shall inherit the earth