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This time was like genocide

split open improbability

now we pray for feathers when it rains uncontrollably

and there's signs explaining

consequences you'd best learn to fly

practice by hopping fences

call it as it comes if your battle is to run

focus on the motive that has haunted you since young

silence has left us your treaties denied

bless my soul bless my eye

now you'll see us with our hands to the sky

through this godforsaken genocide

this time was my favorite ride

spliced open everything in front of me

now i need forgiveness when this god has no country

for old men and there's

books explaining

you'd best learn to fly

practice by hopping fences

call it as it comes if your battle is to run

focus on the motive that has haunted you since young

if I were really me

and you we're really I

we'd product a womb for pathetic eyes

silence has left us your treaties denied

bless my soul bless my eye

now you'll see us with our hands to the sky

through this godforsaken genocide