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[00:00.150]We colud see in the distance hundreds of men
[00:21.000]Their campsite illuminated by skin bound to stick
[00:27.060]Like scarecrows：too tired to dance
[00:30.630]Too ashamed to look up
[00:32.640]Taunted by their shadows
[00:36.030]Their empty stares licked at your back
[00:38.010]But at your parade we saw you stand tall
[00:39.870]Oh beautiful one mother sheds a tear
[00:43.920]If only we could reach such heights
[00:54.030]We are dogs at our waist
[00:56.880]This is my love we hear you say
[01:00.060]This is my strength
[01:09.600]We catch your spit our lips shine prepared to sing your praises
[01:21.150]You lose your tounge at the scent of burning flesh
[01:30.150]And your mouth was so proud of your existence
[01:35.340]I guess you won't be coming home a martyr