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The mountain came alive with eyes that’d seen a thousand horrors

Eyes dry from crying a thousand tears and limbs tired of bleeding

a thousand drops of blood from a thousand unjust gashes

Wounds left upon the flesh by a thousand lashes of the whip

Regroup!

Regroup in the mountains!

An ominous power released

From a slingshot pulled back

A wolf snared, a river dammed

A blade suspended in mid air

Oh, the lust for life is a thirst for blood

Inner peace when floods release

come crashing down like white water

White water!

Like white water!

You will not find us sleeping

When the fig tree put forth her leaves

The elect of the four winds

Comes bearing a vicious peace

Light follows a darkened sun

the moon shall give her light again,

from the uttermost part of the earth

to the uttermost part of heaven

At last the fateful day arrives

When man and wife and youth and child

shall bite the hand that feeds

And sever that same hand that disciplines

Oh, the lust for life is a thirst for blood

Inner peace when floods release

come crashing down like white water