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NAKARAT: The original fire has died and gone * But the riot inside moves on * The original fire has died and gone * But the riot inside moves on * The original fire has died and gone * But the riot inside moves on * The original fire has died and gone * But the riot inside moves on * With a pen in one hand taking us and drugged on kerosene * '84 and 5 would find us something to believe * Right or wrong with dirty hands on wires * Singing songs in dischord choirs * Screaming in braille no temptress prize * Could ever yield anything so real * NAKARAT * Golden soldiers born much older than they'll ever live to be * Diving into a sea of hands in a long forgotten city * Here the rain falls ever after * The swinging vines hang dead in rafters * Blood rush to your head induces laughter endlessly * NAKARAT * Can't explain that it was somethin' to see * Can't contain so somethin' ever real * Ever real * Hey! * Can't explain it was somethin' to see * Can't contain so somethin' ever real * Ever real * NAKARAT
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