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Lost to waves are our kin

And the fields crack fallow still

Air is scarce and the wind

Tears the skin, tears the brick from our homes

Mercy torn back at whim

Fate and blade at arms-length keep

Far is the God I know

From my heart, my words, from my bones

Maim us

Proclaim us

No more (No more)

Save us

Erase us

Make sure