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1682

Back down witch:You're not helping
I know which direction they all go to
What we have to do
And are these men?
Each and every one of them?
'Cause they look like children and there's big boots to be filled in
So back down witch, you can't fight a war like this
With stones and sticks
Some things your spells can't fix

Feels like 1682 – Such a bad year for you
Did they have his protection?
And did he come to you?
At your door in the form of a bird
When he offered you his protection

Good fellows rest
And heed your general's warning
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Ready your guns
And we'll set fire to the morning
And they won't know
Those boys won't know
No they won't know
Those boys won't know
For they are used to words
They are used to your words
And words are weak
I will prove myself with a sword
I'll make you feel like…

Wait.
I see a bird.
Wait.
I do see a bird.