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Guilty masses of men, simply falling apart. Just stop and pick up your jaw. Just stop and pick up your jaw.
Been evading the shots that they make in the dark. Open up these graves so we can feed our homeland.
I’m putting up the fight of my life-
Is it better just to lay arms and withdraw?
If there’s war in my blood, genocide in my veins, cut me open and run. Cut me open and run.
Doesn’t matter which nail that it’s under again, the dirt is always going to be there.
I’m putting up the fight of my life-
Is it better just to lay arms and withdraw?
I’m pulling on the end of my chain-
How can these eyes burn clean?
Lest I die in the flood you’ll never see me rest.
Lest I die in the flood you’ll never make it.
Be still, child unwanted, raise up the cities where gods cannot walk.
Be still, child unwanted, raise up the cities where gods cannot walk.
Be still, child unwanted, raise up the cities where gods cannot walk.
Be still, child unwanted, raise up the cities where gods cannot walk.
I’m putting up the fight of my life. I’m putting up the fight of my life.
I see the bull fall I see the pigs mass I see them burn off the parasites all in single order I see the hurt wolf covered in insects just pray our ghosts will learn to forget I’m putting up the fight of my life I’m putting up the fight of my life with the bird on my arm the teeth still in my hand I was raised in a house but I’ll end this a man we all stand in the water we all brace for the dust it’s not enough it’s not enough.

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