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Everyone is doing their best to destroy it |
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Simplicity's forgotten and we all drill the ground |
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I stand free, |
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I refuse to be surrounded |
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The stones and dust bite hostile |
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Devours flesh and bones |
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The weakest lost in hatred |
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Consequence is upon your door |
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Responsible for my own life |
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I'm reborn again and again |
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Driven to increase my own power |
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By creation, the purest choice |
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Destined to rule my life |
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And go the way of all flesh |
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Nature is my only master |
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I will bow to no one |
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The ground is dry like rock |
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Without any hope left inside |
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But now I decide to grab my life |
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With my hands |
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Crave for freedom build my own life |
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Adoration for none |
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Reaction is a weakness the strong cannot afford |
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My path is not determined by actions of others |
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They fill themselves with hate |
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Covering their faces blackened |
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The wolves are back and crave to kill |
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Slip on stones and break their legs |
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Try to hide from termination but the time has come |
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You will have to pay the debt of nature |
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And now you are the one |
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To change the face of the world |
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You wield the sword, the pain is left aside |
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And I have left my tears behind me |
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So I re-find the way that |
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I know, so bright to me |
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And I only adore the fact that we are the creators |
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Of our own lives |
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And lust for power is the master disease of our time |
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This force alone devours the weak and rules the strongest |
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So mired in convolution |
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It chokes the life from your throat |
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Break the chains of complication |
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I breathe the air of freedom |
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There is no room for your judgment |
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My life is mine alone |
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I purge myself from resentment |
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I breathe the air of freedom |
