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Baptize me in the blood of my ancestry , may they rest in peace. They have given me the key to unlock chamber for the, that can't breathe , That have reached their peek of no return , dark skies no children born , sunny days are when birds are burned. A deformed mind is a lesson learned ,Now let the kids be reborn in a storm where they will form, let the rain pour, Now butterflies in my decor , Now minds are formed.