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Lest I die in the flood, youâll never see me rest.
Guilty masses of men, simply falling apart.
Just stop and pick up your jaw.
Been evading the shots that they make in the dark.
Open up these graves so we can feed our homeland.
Iâm putting up the fight of my life -
Is it better just to lay arms and withdraw?
If thereâs war in my blood, genocide in my veins,
Cut me open and run.
Doesnât matter which nail that itâs under again,
You can't hide it,
The dirt is always going to be there.
Iâm putting up the fight of my life -
Is it better just to lay arms and withdraw?
Iâm pulling on the end of my chain -
How can these eyes burn clean?
Lest I die in the flood, youâll never see me rest.
Lest I die in the flood, youâll never make it.
Be still, child unwanted,
Raise up the cities where gods cannot walk.
Iâm putting up the fight of my life.
I see the bull fall, I see the pigs mass,
I see them burn off the parasites, all in single order.
I see the hurt wolf, covered in insects.
Just pray our ghosts will learn to forget.
Iâm putting up the fight of my life.
with the bird on my arm, the teeth still in my hand.
I was raised in a house but Iâll end this a man.
we all stand in the water.
we all brace for the dust.
Itâs not enough.