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FirebirdLook at the masses, their eyes seem spellbound, deceived bytheir masters on life's battleground, they're no longer human Just the skin of man We've waited for the time, when the answer would arrive To cleanse the world of shame, let us start again Let them feel our pain! Sons of Corruption beware, twisting and turning we're lighter than air, all that you know will come to an end On the wings of the Firebird We're known as dreamers, believing in the stars Wishing for a tomorrow, with no mental scars To us they are jackals, scavengers of prey They gnaw to the gristle, bloodlust in the fray We've waited for the time, when the answer would arrive To cleanse the world of shame, let us start again Let them feel our pain! Sons of Corruption beware, twisting and turning we're lighter than air, all that you know will come to an end On the wings of the Firebird Look at the masses, with eyes that finally see Their bodies in ruin, burned in effigy Where are their masters? In ashes they do lie Crushed for their indifference, no longer deified |