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First breath of morning, until the break of light
We feed our hunger tonight
And for our promise, under purple sky
We will stand trial
And when it's over, into the light
We fade into the sun
And fatal whispers, beyond the night
We're assassins with water guns
Through cobblestone yards and cupboard-steps
We hunger deep, to feed our souls
Is there a warrior, with a broken heart
Keeping us apart
And when it's over, into the light
We fade into the sun
And fatal whispers beyond the night
We're assassins with waterguns
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