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Breathe, breathe in the air
Then sigh, be there's nothing there
We were free long your free advice
Now the flags, they burn in paradise

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

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

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 dying and, and holding on
see devils tearing your life away
But if you've made peace
Then the are really angels, freeing you from the earth

Wash away your sins and again
from empty hands
Back against the watch your tower fall
To the ground your head

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

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

And the meek inherit the earth