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The sympathy in my mind is growing cold |
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Life is like the burning sand so |
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I'm toldThe time is coming near when solitude appears |
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Take the chains of oppression away |
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Through the sands of time |
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I'm marching on |
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The blistering rays of hate strengthen me |
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The violent mass has shown my destiny |
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Does all of this justify the rage inside |
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The desert rain is changing me |
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It's called on me to rise |
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A world of hate and malice |
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Yes, that's the way it seems |
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The hour glass is running out |
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The serpent rides with me |
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We shall rise and conquer |
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Crushing all that's weak |
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All that's light is burning out |
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The serpent rides with me |
