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Sons and daughters came across the sea

Through an ocean wanting a piece of me

We were poisoned in the morning dew

Everything sacred killed for something new

So gather round people

It's time to write your will

And then I'll see you

On Purgatory Hill

Like a shadow the dream begins to fade

Now all around us a silent screaming frayed

Mountains crumble, you're busy being you

Everything sacred killed for something new

So gather round people

It's time to write your will

And then I'll see you

On Purgatory Hill