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Bred by skin, born to dust

Raised in flames and aged in rust

Build an altar on high for the world to see

Crawl in stalks, run to the sea

Scour every shore for industry

Burn the bulk of the battles in effigy

Falling through the sky

Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide

Some shouting some are stupefied

Others would rather be home

And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud

The falling still descend alone

Forced at birth, trained in trade

Anger feeds the child cum music maid

Frustration fueling the fire every step of the way

Over rocks and through the wood

Swallow all the reels and ales she could

Battle rages but all we wanna do is play

Falling through the sky

Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide

Some shouting some are stupefied

Others would rather be home

And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud

The falling still descend alone

Wrought with earth, sick with jade

Travel don’t make the luster fade

Toil cheek to cheek and bow for blade

Braced in flame and souls to keep

Desire won’t let the monster sleep

We burn bright and broil in our crusade

Falling through the sky

Crowds have gathered, mouths gaped open wide

Some shouting some are stupefied

Others would rather be home

And though the cowards cast their qualms aloud

The falling still descend alone

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