When Liberation Falls
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All the forgotten lawns, and far apart, and monsters in the darks. The cross country farms, some kids are playing on.

When Liberation Falls

All the forgotten lawns, and far apart, and monsters in the darks. The cross country farms, some kids are playing on.

Thus, our liberation falls, a soldier dies, a family cries. See dropping blood! Oh Hallelujah! Oh Jesus Christ!

All waters are iced, and the bread smells of rot. And ghosts knocking at the door, right? For its the wicked king's payments time!

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