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Rings of seven
You tied us down
Then lit sixty barrels to burn remains
In search of a haven
We stormed it for you but your family of thieves have never known of repent

This I know
This I know
This I know
This I know If you believe in the outlands we roam

Don't tangle your feet with spiders that molt
The quick of my blade to the choke in your throat
When least you expect it
The further I'll get
To a hole in your heart
Where God's never slept

This I know
Do you believe in the outlands we roam

The filthiest lucre lies in the unknown
We can hide in the hills till our blood runs cold
The torment I chase weeping nitroglycerin
I've seeded the ground with my rifle lies faith

This I know
Yes I believe in the outlands we roam
Cazadora
Como brillas
Agua negra
Almas perdidas

Cazadora
Como brillas
Agua negra
Almas perdidas

Better believe we're going to find you
Before the night is through
And all we ever wanted was one last chance
Oh yeah

But for all we really know we've been buried since the beginning

The glow in the water
The hum of the dead
The labyrinth we're lost in
The gold that you crave burnt offerings
I'm burnt offerings
Burn my offerings
Do you accept?

I'm burnt offerings
Burn my offerings

This I know
This I know
This I know
This I know