Year of the Dead
Fighting Jacks
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Dawn my skin Thinking of memories In my yesterdays dream And the truth was in Watching as children pass Over birds of the sin And the Son will rise Like a morning star overhead Bring on the days In the year of the Dead Judge me true Thinking of all these white And the kings of youth With their nights so bright Cutting through darkest of hour And the main glass filled And the Son will rise Like a morning star overhead Bring on the days In the year of the dead And the Son will rise Shining just and still overhead Washing away In the year of the dead Open and remember me You want to open to be free You want to open remember You want to open to be free You've got to get up, get up, go remember me You've got to get up, get up, go to be free You've got to get up, get up, go remember me You've got to get up, get up, go to be free
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