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Stone is laid, the corners tied
All the feelings cut to side
I think my work is done
I think I've had my fun

I don't want freedom
And I have none of it
Once the blood is drawn
It feeds the mother and the heaven sent

Blood and milk
Come out myself
I'll die a pair
One who carried on the thread and one who tread it bare

I-I-I
I don't have freedom
And I want none of it
I-I-I-I-I
I don't have freedom
And I want none of it

Blood and milk
Come out myself
I'll die a pair
One who carried on the thread and one who faded there

I don't have freedom
And I want none of it
Once the blood is drawn
It feeds the mother and the heaven sent
I-I-I-I, I-I-I
I-I-I, I-I-I

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