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February 20, 2018

                              tonight we dare, as fiends
                              we fight the fire with flame,
                              we douse our dreams no more;
                              your shocks cannot us tame.

tonight we die as innocents,
our blood your soil wets;
our futures are your fertilizer,
your soil is our regrets.

                              tonight we light the villages,
                              we conquer what we please;
                              your back will be the mats
                              on which we welcome ourselves in.

tonight we bleed as children,
our children which have paid
the price for our history;
in hallowed ground they’re laid.

                              tonight we play to our own greed,
                              we’ve come to lay our claim:
                              your bones will be our scaffolding,
                              your pain will be our fame.

tonight we hold our babies close,
and pray for morning light;
is there a god to call upon
to keep me through the night?

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