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I sing that sacred harmonythat makes our minds align in the old wayI sing that sacred harmonyto know what its like to finally be freePraise for the wicked and a curse for the earthheroes dieDiseased we wait on the altars of ashRats will devour the skyHome is a lie home feels like a lie straight from holes in the earthtake me to the place where the stars arent dyinghome feels like a lie From Letras Mania