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[[!meta title="Foughten Field"]]
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The sound and rumbling of the earth was our anger
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Was it a scary moment, I hope?
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I looked to heaven
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The children have all forgotten our sacred prayer of protection
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"Old things all seem to die out,"
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Don't laugh at the idea, you'll hurt your sides
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I hope to see faith tomorrow...
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Where shall my struggles lead to now?
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The shaman's country is a new sight for me
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The snake makes a deal, she will receive the power of the wind
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The leaves shake and the fruit becomes soft
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I'll cut all ties to my name
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It's time to charm them with my power
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The separation with my image
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For now, it's still quite painful, but
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It's a step forward, we'll dive into it tomorrow
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Where shall my struggles lead to now?
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If my name and past die out,
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I'll burn it into their skulls
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It's not evil if I let tumbling rocks do the work
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It's a step forward, we'll dive into it tomorrow
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It's time to charm them with my power
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The separation with my image doesn't hurt anymore
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It's a step forward, we'll dive into it tomorrow
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Where shall my struggles lead to now?
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