There's blood in the water

There's molten silver in my throat

There's salt in the water

There's eggs and sugar on his coat

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I'm dizzy

I'm not gold

But red green gold and silver

Swirl together to make the brightness of a fire that's all consuming in my fever-ridden mind.

Humanity humanity humanity

We are built on the silent whispers of our stifled ancestors

And on the silent whispers of our stifled siblings

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There's love, there's war, there retribution

Love is war is retribution

Bring them down, oh make them see

Make them see our pain truly

There's bosses, cops, and premonitions

They're scared and getting premonitions

Kill your boss and then come home

Come home so you won't be alone

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And above us there are skies

And below us there is earth

And we can hurt and die

Still our lives have worth

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I’d have ripped off my nails for you

I would have gone to jail for you

But then I realized I don’t want a love story

I want a battle cry, I want blood-red, dark glory

I want a reckoning, a judgement day for the whole world

I want a future where the tables, they all have been twirled

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They say that we are made of danger

But the truth of life is stranger

Battle all the praised high kings

That view us as only things

They say that we cannot hold power

We will raze down their high tower

Strike the crown prince in the heart

So his death can birth new starts

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And within us there are seas

And within us there is flame

And one day we won't say please

When we people place our blame

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I’d have ripped off my nails for you

I would have gone to jail for you

But then I realized I don’t want a love story

I want a battle cry, I want blood-red, dark glory

I want a reckoning, a judgement day for the whole world

I want a future where the tables, they all have been twirled

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There's hope that comes with violence

There's the hope inside the silence

There's the hope that comes with hate

And all our hunger it will sate

There's love that comes with the pain

There's the love just pain can explain

There's the pain that comes with love

That brings down rain from skies above

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Love is not soft or yielding

Love is death-encompassing

Wildflowers and sunsets bleed

Love as rage will plant the seed

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I’d have ripped off my nails for you

I would have gone to jail for you

But then I realized I don’t want a love story

I want a battle cry, I want blood-red, dark glory

I want a reckoning, a judgement day for the whole world

I want a future where the tables, they all have been twirled

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Kill your boss and then come home

The trees are all cheering you on

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You are a protest song

You are a battle cry

You are a wedding song

You are a lullaby

And the masters high, they will fear it

And the nighttime sky, She will hear it

And the masters high, they will fear it

But the universe will endear it ———

Sing, sing, with your crimson voice

Sing, sing, until we have true choice

Sing, sing, against all that they know

Sing, sing, with all the bright moon’s glow

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You are the universe

You are a symbol bright

Loudly incant your curse

Your voice will make things right

And the masters high, they will shudder

And the nighttime sky is our Mother

And the masters high, they will shudder

But the butterfly’s wing will flutter

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Sing, sing, with your crimson voice

Sing, sing, until we have true choice

Sing, sing, against all that they know

Sing, sing, with all the bright moon’s glow

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You raise my spirits, ignite my blood

You make me want to bring down the flood

You raise my spirit, ignite my blood

You make me want to rub them in mud

I would fight for you any day

I would die for you any day

I would kill for you any day

I would burn for all that you say

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Sing, sing, with your crimson voice

Sing, sing, until we have true choice

Sing, sing, against all that they know

Sing, sing, with all the bright moon’s glow

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Me: frosting makes me aggressively tap dance.

I'm an exhibitionist

I am exhilarating

I want to shave

My skin off

And become unwelcoming

I'll light myself on fire

Just to make you pay

Attention

My only retaliation

Against the terror

Of being completely forgotten

Is to act completely absent minded

To eyes of introspection