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

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

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

Rest your head here, feed our for us, please
And retreat to the back of our lines for your
We sow the seeds your grave
So you know feed us either way

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

Wash away your sins and begin
Resurrection from hands
Back against the wall watch your fall
To the ground your head

to move on, your power is gone
It's your 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 know you'll us either way

And the meek inherit the earth