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What brings this anger To kill us and lie Now we have hunger Our children will die And they anchor Our strength to the ground And will this banker Steal without sound They fought a battle To erase our race They promised death In a fiery place In the middle of the night The siren's calling In the middle of the night Perished in flames Now we're in danger We can't survive Locked in with strangers They're gonna burn us alive They fought a battle To erase our race They promised death In a fiery place
In the middle of the night The siren's calling In the middle of the night Perished in flames In the middle of the night The masses praying In the middle of the night The ashes in air Can't understand their hatred That's been unleashed on us Our daily bread Been canceled by the press A crown of stolen diamonds Won't last forever Our spirit never dies And you'll pay the price The siren's calling In the middle of the night Perished in flames In the middle of the night The siren's calling In the middle of the night Perished in flames
In the middle of the night They're gonna burn us alive In the middle of the night Woah
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