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My summer's worn out |
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And my winter's just begun |
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My last snow has fallen |
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With the dawning of the sun |
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I see them staring at me |
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With their greedy eyes |
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I clench my fist and hatred rises |
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As I fall into demise |
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I want to take their lives for freedom |
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And consume their souls for peace |
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A total war to find my kingdom |
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My total war to find release |
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When bones are broken, blood is spilled |
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By a fist that's led with force |
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Will the minds change bitter plans |
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Or continue on their course |
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Can the pain that one might bring |
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Change a state of mind |
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Can the taking of a life |
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Bring light to the blind? |