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Feel, the air is getting hot |
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Into the shock |
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The sky is ripped in two |
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See the pumping of blood |
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Ears getting deaf |
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By the pressure in you |
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I know he owes the skies nothing at all |
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Forces of dust are taking control |
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There's only one man in the storm |
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No one can fight him, oh not anymore |
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Watch him defending our lives |
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On the cyclone he rides |
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Still these forces to keep |
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In unholy league |
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Salvation to find |
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He kills the wicked with steel |
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He knows no retreat |
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Tornadoes he rides |
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Raindrops are blinding his eyes |
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On the Cyclon he rides |
