What is all this love for
If we have to go out in the dark
Lalalalalala
What joy we had
In the locust summers
What fires we lit
In the locust years
Black hundreds
Black thousands
Lalalalalala
What joy we had
In the locust summers
What fires we lit
In the locust years
Black hundreds
Black thousands
Rivers that run
Rippled with red
Ravaged and raped
With our roar roar roaring
Lalalalalala
What joy we had
In the locust summer
What fire we lit
In the locust years
If we have to go out in the dark
Lalalalalala
What joy we had
In the locust summers
What fires we lit
In the locust years
Black hundreds
Black thousands
Lalalalalala
What joy we had
In the locust summers
What fires we lit
In the locust years
Black hundreds
Black thousands
Rivers that run
Rippled with red
Ravaged and raped
With our roar roar roaring
Lalalalalala
What joy we had
In the locust summer
What fire we lit
In the locust years
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