Master Spider - NIM VIND

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There’s a growing feeling blowing through the times

Raising up our cries and burning up our minds

Up to screaming skies and into every heart

Breaking down these wall and tearing hate apart

Burning within my, still my, set mind

Calling to my, unendine, like kind

Burning in my… In my head

Raising up my… Up my flag

Yeah

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You’ve been telling lies to people that are blind

To your hidden tricks and evil amber brine

We are people not a number on your slate

In imperfect world that needs us and out fate

Burning within my, sing high, still life

Calling to my, defendine, like kind

Burning in my… In my head

Raising up my… Up my flag

Burning in my… In my head

Raising up the smoke that bring you in

Master spider

Master spider

Master spider

Master spider

Burning in my… In my head

Burning for my… For my flag

Burning in my… In my head

Raising up my… Up my flag

Yeah