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Lyrics:
Eyes black, big paws And it's poison in his blood A big fire, big burn Into the ashes and no return
We took you right from your mother's womb Our temple, your tomb Can be your pick, not pawned The poisonous blood
We've been calling Black paw who's soaring
We go out in the morning Down the trail to somewhere
You are the sound that I hear You are the sound that I hear We are not standing We are falling
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