First born, grace begins
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More bones, more skin
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Veins surround me like a nest
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Tie me in, first caress
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Home
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A womb to grow human in
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A world to grow human in
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Tremble
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First breath, light surrounds
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More sight, more sound
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Immortal art, hands in wood
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Freedom's form born to be rejected
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Hopefully we labor on
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Endlessly we labor on
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Tremble
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Last words, life begins
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More bones, more skin
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Grave clothes are cast away
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Love returns faithfully
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Home
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We mock the world
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'Cause we cannot see
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We mock the world heartlessly
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Cold
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The last one to enter
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Dearer than the first
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the last one to enter
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Tremble
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Hopefully we labor on
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Endlessly we labor on
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Tremble
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A world t grow human in
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A womb to grow human
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Tremble
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Tremble
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The Call |