There's a beast in your backyard
There's a fire in his belly
From the madness, he's risen
Of no mercy, he's driven
There's a phantom fire
All your branches will ignite
Here they come with their daggers
Here they come with their madness, ha
And they're dancing on tables
And they're waving their high flags
On the graves of the damned
This is not holy land
Same hearts, same hands
Same bloodied feet on this land
Where is the light?
What becomes of the damned?
Who are buried in masses?
On this here sacred land?
On this here sacred land?
There's no peace in vengeance
There's no eye for an eye
There's no cure for affliction
Every man, woman, child
Same hearts, same hands
Same bloodied feet on this land
Where is the light?
What becomes of the damned?
Who are buried in masses?
On this here sacred land?
On this here sacred land?
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