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Columns of safire |
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Embroil me with ashes |
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A creed from the kingdom |
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A lie to confess |
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With a head like the cruel and diseased |
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As we climb to the edge of young rulers unfolding new lives |
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Burn away bridge upon waves |
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And cast me in circles |
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As pieces unfold for the plan |
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We'll have pure truth |
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For I am a vulture |
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Unscathed by the wounds |
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That appeared from a swing of the knife to the flesh |
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And the headlines are cruel fallacies |
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In decline on the edge |
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Now the rulers unfolding their lies |
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Fire away wave upon wave |
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Outcast we're encircled |
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At peace? We're alone, fire hell |
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Turn away |
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There were no dead where you left us |
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This is the warning for valour |
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We've all known loss here |
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God in extremis |
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I'm so scared |
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I just can't breathe |
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Breathe with chimeras |
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She lay with chimeras |
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Condemn and fracture |
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Destroy with no compassion |
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Or fear for the kill |
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Purify if I'm next |
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And ahead lies a cruel pyre scene |
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That will haunt to the end of the rue |
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Now they're holding the lines |
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Burn away grave upon grave |
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We're past retribution |
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Deceased in belief |
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No repent |
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Burn away |
