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Through twisted trees the wind blows cold
This crawling haze it fills my soul
And I’m looking down
Wicked blood through wicked veins
This blackened ground it knows my name
And I’m looking down
I say break, break, break
Break, break, break
Break, break, break
Born to be what I’ve become
Sins of fathers, sins of sons
The time is almost come
Sins beyond what can be saved
The walls have cracked beneath the weight
The time is almost come
And I say break, break, break
Break, break, break
O bury me beneath these stones
A fallen name in a fallen home
Break, break, break