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He said |
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Black like Obsidian |
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Land of the Indian |
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Sound out the call |
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This is mother's dominion |
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Bird of the thunder |
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We don't go under |
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We sing aloud |
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We don't care for opinion |
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Oh sky horses |
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Ancestor forces |
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I hear the language |
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I hear the language |
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Deep |
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Wake from your sleep |
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Swallow up the message |
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And tell me what you see |
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I see constellations burning (burning, burning, burning) |
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All the worlds they are turning (turning, turning, turning) |
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But the music is my fortress (fortress, fortress, fortress) |
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See I heard it in a chorus (chorus, chorus, chorus) |
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Last night I saw a blazing stallion |
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Running through the fields of Babylon |
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His dark mane on fire |
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Singing of a spiritual empire |
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(Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) |
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(Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) |
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(Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) |
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(Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) |
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It's my war cry |
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(echo, echo, echo) |
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Echo our skies |
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(echo, echo, echo) |
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This is my tribe |
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All is inside |
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Mother speaking |
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The life that she buy |
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Body temple |
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The sum of my whole |
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Listen closely |
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The sound of Ohm |
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Ohm in intervals |
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Steadily we aim |
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Till all of the people |
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We shoot out of the frame |
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Skulls on our neck |
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Third eye go ablaze |
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Evil come 'round |
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Her sword she raise |
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Last night I saw a blazing stallion |
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Running through the fields of Babylon |
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His dark mane on fire |
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Singing of a spiritual empire |
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Last night I saw a blazing stallion |
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Coming with a full battalion |
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His black mouth spit flames |
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Burning up our evil ways |
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(Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) |
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(Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) |
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(Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) |
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(Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) |
