The Land Increases

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Lyrics

One is born, one dies
 We're fragile and soft
 Our surroundings are harsh
 Our surrondings are hostile
 The world takes what it wants
 Nobody's secure
 Nobody is safe
 Don't take it for granted
 To see another day
 Murder, accident, suicide, and disease
 We're lucky to be here
 We're lucky to live
 So much is trivial
 Beyond that idea
 Murder, accident, suicide, and disease
 The soul is sacred
 It defines our being
 And without the body
 The force is freed
 Leaving only a shell
 The land increases

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Song Details

Duration
01:37
Key
3
Tempo
150 BPM

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