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With the marrow, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a kite And send it up, into the sky, to where stars and void reside With the bones, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a raft And sail across, the pitch black seas, never to come back With the hide, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a home A fortress raised, on prejudice, built from skin and bones"Die for me, you will be believed Of love and demise are the dreams I have dreamed Paint for me, a picture of lies So I can remember the things I despise"With the voice, of all my enemies, I shall muster one last cry And scream for king, and fatherland, "I won't submit and die" With the tongues, of all my enemies, I shall tie myself a rope And downward climb, to hell and back, abandon all your hopes With the names, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a god The more I drink, the more I see, we lost ourselves in bloodWith the eyes, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a rose And pluck the petals, one by one, until everything's exposed With the fingers, of all my enemies, I shall build myself a tree From every branch, there hangs a man, refusing to concede With the wives, of all my enemies, I shall make me self a child A child that holds, my hand and says, "I'll keep the flame alive"