We Will Be Free Until Our Graves
I will break you into halves
And divide you among the demons
And children will rejoice to see you
Struggling like we do
The Sun will, not bother shining on you!
For all the times you kept us in the dark
You wanted war, you got war
But you lost it when you lost our hearts
I will break you in two halves
And divide you among your brethren
Do you know what it’s like to wake a sleeping giant?
Well watch out fast,
‘Cause this one is going to pummel you,
until you’re flatter than the paper you worship
And the children will laugh while you fall
Here comes the storm
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