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Born into fire, rise up in hell |
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Hunting the storm always something to tell |
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Innocent child who's damned from the start |
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Searching a dream away from his past |
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But his memory was all he could see |
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His life so far was a slowly fading star |
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Wiped out his future with anger and rage |
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Blamed his gods through the early years |
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Always a prisioner, never let free |
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Under black wings he will always be |
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Born into fire, rise up with hate |
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Everything is known of his future fate |
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Punishing days and sleepless nights |
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To hold his nightmares off the day |
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But his memory was all he could see |
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His life so far was a slowly fading star |
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Wiped out his future with anger and rage |
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Blamed his gods through the early years |
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Always a prisioner, never let free |
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Under black wings he will always be |
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Beyond reality of how human life could be |
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The beast inside him grew much stronger |
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Forced him to grow up with rage right from the start |
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Would he find his dreamland deep in heart? |
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But his memory was all he could see |
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His life so far was a slowly fading star |
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Wiped out his future with anger and rage |
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Blamed his gods through the early years |
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Always a prisioner, never let free |
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Under black wings he will always be |
