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For Violets
In war torn skies the trial begins
A witch-hunt for ages untold
Dressed in white but paved in our sins
Silence golden favors the bold
Blades of greed culling deepest red
Welcome home wings of the fallen
Swing the gavel- steadfast they tread
In sacred temples we're walled in
Fester this wound now a calling
After headstones edge marking doom
A glimmer of black strikes out, reaching
Reaching for sangreal, blood in bloom
For violets unbowed, songs in the valley
For violence, its victims of the truth.
A witch-hunt for ages untold
Dressed in white but paved in our sins
Silence golden favors the bold
Blades of greed culling deepest red
Welcome home wings of the fallen
Swing the gavel- steadfast they tread
In sacred temples we're walled in
Fester this wound now a calling
After headstones edge marking doom
A glimmer of black strikes out, reaching
Reaching for sangreal, blood in bloom
For violets unbowed, songs in the valley
For violence, its victims of the truth.
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