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A lonely moon opens its eyes |
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To the serenade of the wolf's cry |
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Sings: the night is ours, and our day looms |
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The bell it tolls and none too soon |
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And the world turn green |
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You have plundered and outraged |
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But now at last all debts get paid |
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Nature unleashed, a bloody day |
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Life and victory, her children bay |
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And the world turn green |
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The serpent turns to catch its tail |
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And in our hands, they hammered nails |
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But there are leaves growing on the cross |
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And the north wind calls, that you have lost |
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And the world turn green |
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See the moon, she'll wax and wane |
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Through the blood, the night and the pain |
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See the sun rerise and fall |
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And like the sun we'll rise once more |
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And the world turn green |