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Breathe – and still believe
While the knives twist deeper in your back
Still I feel a breeze
Again he kows what it means to hate
And his heart cannot forget
From the earth his blood
Cries out to me
Breathe – and still believe
While the knives twist deeper in your back
Still I feel a breeze
Again he kows what it means to hate
And his heart cannot forget
From the earth his blood
Cries out to me