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we shall let our songs drown |
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the rattle of the train |
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and the roaring of the crowd |
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we shall wet our throat with sticky dark wine |
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and toast this blood wedding so fine |
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to new horizons! to a new dawn! |
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to a new and reckless generosity! |
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for this our land of the free |
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we shall win, die or betray and turn |
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swords to rust - hearts to dust |
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in vain to write our name |
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in blood and in flowers of flame |
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swords to rust - hearts to dust |
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all blind and gone astray |
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our envy green as may |
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all smothered in wild flowers |
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we break the windows to breathe |
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that golden dawn is ours |
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for tonight hesitation is on leave |
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to wear god down |
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to flatten him out |
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to pray to no other |
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parley with death |
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to bury the crown |
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to silence all lovers |
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we shall turn |
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swords to rust - hearts to dust |
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in vain to write our name |
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in blood and in flowers of flame |
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swords to rust - hearts to dust |
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all blind and gone astray |
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our envy green as may |
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schwerter zu rost herzen zu staub! |
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dennoch die schwerter halten |
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dennoch die herzen spalten |
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swords to rust - hearts to dust |
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in vain to write our name |
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in blood and in flowers of flame |
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swords to rust - hearts to dust |
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all blind and gone astray |
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our envy green as may |
