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High on high I stand knee down to see
And theden
Red blue with a rose of conviction
And red with a rose of hate
Yes red with a rose of conquest
Firm me out
And the warmth on
The storm in we on
The cold never find on
And lies echo
For like so fought their dark and truth
Yet from their
For new
Blood trickling down from my fathers
And blood trickling down from my hands
There's not trickling down to island
I uns sand
And the wars you waited on
The storm still rede on
The cold blind are gone
And lies lost in us
Woman