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A rainy Sunday night, a little man still fights... |
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Hey please! He's on his knees! |
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He traded God for gold, and master got his soul, won't you see! |
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While he bleeds! |
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He doesn't want to feel, what has become too real, he falls a sleep... in devil's arms! |
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The earth's crust opens up, the end justifies the means... God for gold! |
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What you see is how they'll bleed; all for one... One for all! |
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A pile of ash on the ground, he's gone, there is no sound... |
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This cannot be... "We had a deal?!" |
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He traded God for gold, now his master got his soul, |
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But can't you see?! While he bleeds! |
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Another tomorrow, growing greed; lost his life for a useless dream. |
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He doesn't want to feel, what has become too real, he falls a sleep... in devil's arms! |
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What you see is how they'll bleed; all for one... And one for all! |
