Divvy it up
And in short in order
It's just your father's final wish to see everything end in slaughter
Evil eyes can thieve and plunder
A part of the shock of being blind
Even I can see the wonder of cutting a swath so deep and wide
Fearful the twins of lightning
Be mindful
The spirits are counting on new blood
Divvy it up
And in short order
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