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Leads the lambs into the slaughter
Hands and knees, we all atone
Hand Path is paid paved with blood and bone Gently Trembly hands reveal their purpose Bliss, just warm Blisters form beneath the surface
No one gonna make us leave
We're the ones that still believe
Fear comes piercing through the silence
In the air, descends to the scent of violence
Watching from above the trees
We're the ones that still believe
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