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A daughter of the inka, maya riot in her eyes,
powerful poetry of passion sends her message through the skies,
She?s seen her forfathers yearning, seen her family burn,
seen her forfathers yearning, seen her family burn,
See the rainbow through the raindrops, gazing for a glimse of sun,
she is angry, she is hateful, but now she smiles, she?s got a gun,
She?s seen her family yearning, seen her family burn,
seen her forfathers yearning, seen her family burn,
What could I ever tell you? That you haven?t seen or done?
What could I ever tell you? That you haven?t seen or done?
She?s seen her forefathers yearning, gazing for a glimse of sun,
she?s seen her family burning, now she smiles, she?s got a gun
The art of flying: to be denying
your mortal flesh and bones,
and let your spirit take control