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Eyes black, big paws and
It’s poison and
It’s blood 
And big fire, big burn
Into the ashes 
And no return

We took you out
From your mother’s womb
Our temple, your tomb
Can be your pick
Not pawned
The poisonous blood

We’ve been calling
Black paw who’s soaring

We go out in the morning
Down the trail
To somewhere

You are the sound that I hear
You are the sound that I hear
We are not standing
We are falling

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