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I'm watching the mountains |
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So high in their prime |
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Like all of our brothers |
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Defenders of time |
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I stand by the river |
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So innocent, divine |
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Thinking there are no heroes |
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Only vengeance and crimes |
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Can't we see we are, |
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Can't we feel we are |
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Can't we try all as one |
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Bonded flesh, bonded blood,bonded life in one sound |
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There will be no more heroes |
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Only a violent sky |
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There will be no more sinners |
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You could ask yourself why |
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No heroes, no sinners |
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No heroesAmong killing fields |
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No values no names |
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Is there peace in the twilight? |
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Is there an end to theses games? |
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Can't we see we are, |
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Can't we feel we are |
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Can't we try all as one |
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Bonded flesh, bonded blood,bonded life in one sound |
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There will be no more heroes |
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Only a violent sky |
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There will be no more sinners |
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You could ask yourself why |
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Will we ever change? |
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What do you want in exchange? |
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Will we ever change? |
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No heroes - no sinners - |
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No heroes - |
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No |
