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Now listen here |
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Night is young a moonlit sky |
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Time to meet the crowd |
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Union makers of the wild |
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Into the void out of the sun |
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Stronger than clever |
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Power hour in the tower |
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Life is in a rage |
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Why? We'll never take a bow |
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That's our pride |
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For the king and the queen |
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We are the soldiers |
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Now it's time to save our souls |
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There's always a chance to battle the evil |
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Out of the light, ride into the mist |
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Like Oliver Twist |
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Who's that demon in my head? |
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A spectre from the past |
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Fingers crossed, I wonder why |
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Ain't going to kneel; don't want to be steel |
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Pick pocketing boys |
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Life is not an opera, no |
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Far from the grace |
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Filth; a life amount the rays |
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No way |
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For the king and the queen |
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We are the soldiers |
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Now it's time to save our souls |
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There's always a chance to battle the evil |
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Never retire; raise your fighting fist |
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Like Oliver Twist |
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Oliver Twist |
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For the king and the queen |
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Power hour in the tower |
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Far from the grace |
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Why? We'll never take a bow |
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That's pride |
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For the king and the queen |
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We are the soldiers |
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Now it's time to save our souls |
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There's always a chance to battle the evil |
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Out of the light, right into the mist |
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Like Oliver Twist |
