The Czar went down to Catherine city
When peasants clamp in feeble things are trampled down
Is the flesh of a symbolDid the rituals bring the force unto the imposter's crown Scenes from the cycle of life and of death under God Some of Your sons bleed
Some of Us burn
You make us and we make You
This is what we get in return Master the power we yielded is fading away
The bunker's dug deep but they've been knocking a million
Times
I formed Your fire into an allWhen dawn breaks I will come with You into the night Scenes from the cycle of life and of death under God Some of Your sons bleed
Some of Us burn
You make us and we make You
This is what we get in return.
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