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Spit out the fire. rage in the air |
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Disciple of fate. the final hour |
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HAMMERING METAL INTO YOUR HEADS |
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Stepping before you |
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Your hands on my bullet, |
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Tongue on the flame |
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Spewing the vision |
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HAMMERING METAL INTO YOUR HEADS |
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Bow of the cynic, whistle your fear |
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Signals of warning, message from Space |
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Shocking the Nations, exposing predictions |
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Shattering dreams of grandeur's delusion, |
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Walking the tightrope, never looking |
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Back on the sorrows proceed to next flight |
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SIGNALS OF WARNING MESSAGE FROM SPACE |
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OUR HAMMERS ARE POUNDING INTO YOUR HEADS |
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NOW WE MUST JOIN Forces and rage! |
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Disturbing the Scoffs, |
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Neighborhoods fear, THE MERTAL ATTACK |
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He's coming to town, He is... THE RAGER |
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He will hunt you down, He is... THE RAGER |
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He's coming to town, He is... THE RAGER |
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A black rose he gives you if you're a betrayer |
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Branded by metal He speaks what He wants to. |
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PUT ON YOUR ARMOR AND HEAD INTO THE STREETS |
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HAMMERING METAL INTO YOUR HERDS |
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Expensive his tastes, but nature of beast |
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Spontaneous lust He loves running wild |
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He never forgets a name, or a face |
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Denying conformists alive in the lights |
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NOW WE MUST JOIN Forces and rage! |
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Disturbing the Scoffs, |
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Neighborhoods fear, THE METAL ATTACK |
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He's coming to town, He is... THE RAGER |
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He will hunt you down, He is... THE RAGER |
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He's coming to town, He is... THE RAGER |
