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Thousands of years, before the dawn of history. |
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Ancient races tears, are flowing like a river to the sea. |
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Where sacred river ran, white deer had roamed the land, brilliant twilight in our dreams. |
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Primitive child, your unforgotten tribe calls to you. |
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Descendants we are one, the tangled maze is broken once again. |
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A myth without a meaning, you shade the light from the seed. |
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The earth and virgin soil watch it bleed. |
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The earth and virgin soil. |
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Red, white, black, in city masses, corporate buildings spread like rashes, stacked upon each other forty high. |
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Stabbed each other in the back, you money-hungry maniacs, dig up the earth and spit it in your eye. |
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To intrude this sacred land, where the mortals have been banned, where your own forefathers lie in rest. |
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To disturb this mountain side, where in battle we did ride, and our warriors where they lie, the earth digest. |
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Hear our cry from down below, let our restive spirits go. |
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You've trapped us in your world of sin, let the plague begin, |
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Damnation. |
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Your cities disappear, to earth's interior, don't you know you've got to let your spirits go, let 'em go. |
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You've got to let those spirits go. |
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Let 'em go! |
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You've got to let your spirit go. |
