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Breathe, in the burning air
Then sigh, be there's nothing there
We free long before your free advice
Now the flags, will burn in paradise

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

As the blade is raised get clearer now
What if that you had came crashing down
Would you or erase the memory
Of the day, oh, the day you us bleed?

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

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

Wash away sins and begin again
Resurrection from empty
against the wall watch your tower fall
To the ground with head

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

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

And the meek inherit the earth