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Jeanne d'Arc, Jeanne d'Arc, |
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your mothers are many, everything bleeds. |
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Nor have they heard the Netherworld move its lips. |
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You haven't heard a word, you haven't heard a word. |
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It's the emptiness, everything is from within. |
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Afraid to die you are. |
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Don't receive the sword, don't receive the sword. |
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Everything bleeds, the branches bleed |
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between your cold mouths. |
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They will throw your ashes over the Seine. |
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Ashes over the Seine. |
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Like a funeral veil. |
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Ashes over the Seine. |
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Jeanne d'Arc, Jeanne d'Arc, |
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don't believe your visions. |
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Everything you given a name is already lost. |
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Don't receive the white armour. |
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There is nothing to defend. |
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Don't bow down for the kings. |
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All the blood, all the blood. |
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Yes, you will be betrayed. |
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So much blood. The stones are cold. |
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You hear no voices, you hear no voices. |
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They will bathe up your sword to bloody bronze, |
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and hang as an oath in the catacombs. |
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You haven't heard a word, you haven't heard a word. |
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It's the emptiness, everything is from within. |
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Afraid to die you are. |
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Don't believe, don't believe. |
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The saints are dead people, no pointed crowns. |
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They will throw your ashes over the Seine. |
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Like a funeral veil. |
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Like a funeral veil. |
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Everything bleeds, everything bleeds. |
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Untie your dress, everything bleeds. |
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And open up your protected room |
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with two fingers. Everything bleeds. |
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Everything bleeds, everything bleeds. |
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Untie your dress, everything bleeds. |
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And open up your protected room |
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with two fingers. Everything bleeds. |
