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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