Paroles Oh Heartland, Up Yours! de Final Fantasy

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The stars collectedEach world accounted forFreed all the childrenSeems there is nothing moreIf I only had a rowboat I would row it up to heavenAnd if heaven would not have me I would take the other option I will seek out my own satisfactionFrom the wight lying in the barrowTo the priest with his broken arrowsThere's a method to the madnessThey will feign an expression of sadnessA concatenation of locustsAnd the farmers are losing their focusOn the pitch of the Avenroe grassesI will sing sing sing to the massesOh Heartland, up yoursThe hollow voice ofThe fourteenth centuryToo much assumption to be taken seriouslyOh you wrote me like a Disney kid in cutoffs and a beaterWith a feathered fringe, it doesn't suit a simoniac breederDoesn't work doesn't fly doesn't handleFrom the wight lying in the barrowTo the priest with his broken arrowsThere's a method to the madnessThey will feign an expression of sadnessA concatenation of locustsAnd the farmers are losing their focusOn the pitch of the Avenroe grassesI will sing sing sing to the massesOh Heartland, up yours(My home, my homeland, my homeland)I will not sing your praisesI will not sing your praises hereI will not sing your praisesI will not sing your praises hereI will not sing your praisesI will not sing your praisesI will not sing your praises I will not sing your praises here

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