Forced to scorch at the stake of humanity
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Our heavy skulls and cumbersome bodies fastened by straps of fear and mediocrity
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Anchored and confused
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Confused and naive
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We bled upon the oak and iron and sang songs of revolution and tyranny
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The spitting cracks of ember harmonized our singing voices as the scent of servitude left our presence and scaled through the syrupy air of a new morning
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Together forever... married to illusion
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Together forever... the end
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Oak And Iron
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| Circle Of Dead Children |
