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She haunts the roads, she waits for a new face.
The arms red and injured, she wants to rise, she cant until we have faced;
I'll cut your armies down, and turn your heart.

You wait, I'll wait.
I'll lie awake for you.

I'll cut your armies down, and turn your heart.

You wait, I'll wait.
I'll fly away,
I'll break down.

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