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Glory to the leader, trauma to the neighbours.
Glory to the leader, trauma to the neighbours.
Befall the rise of inhumanity.
You already broke my hand that reached out in hopes of getting help from you.
Så tenn et lys for Kvelertak.
I am the wind, who whispers what could have been.
Through death I’ve found my flair.
De kinderdroom die is dan dood. Maar de man in mij zet voort.
She is patient, for I have eaten at her hearth.
Race towards the sun, my crippled pride undone, and all that makes me real, secedes to stone and steel.