Oh, what lies as this fire silently rises
Sparks piercing the sun
Darkness where there was none looked dead
Green and white, blue has yet to die
Crimson tides flowing fluid and wild
Draw those tears and kneel to the day
Mud will flow, greener grass to grow
Worry not, your time here was well
Sparks piercing the sun
Darkness where there was none looked dead
Green and white, blue has yet to die
Crimson tides flowing fluid and wild
Draw those tears and kneel to the day
Mud will flow, greener grass to grow
Worry not, your time here was well
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