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Before we mothernaked fall / Upon the land of gold or oil / Between the raid and the response / Of flesh and bones
Our claim is staked for once and all, / Near to the quarry or the well, / Before the promises fulfil / And joys are pains.
Then take the gusher or the field
Where all the hidden stones are gold / We have no choice our choice was made / Before our blood, / And I will build my liquid world / And you, before the breath is cold
And doom is turned and veins is spilled, / Your solid land.