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Gods were watching in the distance |
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The killing of their sons |
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They heard their desperate screams |
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Crying, they knew the time had come |
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Hundreds of years ago |
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False men came in their boats |
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They tried to kill out knowledge and creed |
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They won but they spread our seed |
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Blood still courses through our hearts |
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Blood still courses through our minds |
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Our memories were written in blood |
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We still believe our glory will return |
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Boiling blood in our veins |
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Burn our painful past |
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Boiling blood |
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We should turn them to dust |
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We are the boiling blood |
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Coursing through our race |
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There's nothing to regret |
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We feel the ancient grace |
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They killed our world |
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But they couldn't kill our force |
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Gods protect us this time |
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Come save us, we are your sons |
