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war of 1812 - i: and with them, we rot lyrics

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moons creep on, like a maiden in the night
keeping watch of her dying children
watch of her dying children

our wars mean nothing, and with them, we rot
polynomial equations construct my dna

make the eyes vanish, tear me apart
take away my eyes

i stopped building bridges
and started building unfathomable cities
made of constant variables

my children burn, shiva rain your fire
my children burn, shiva rain your fire



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