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<Bombs go off around me |
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Bullets chase my head |
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Demonscene hellscape |
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Try to not get dead |
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From the cradle I was in |
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Straight for the firing line |
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By the teeth of my skin |
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Dragon and the serpent versus swine |
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Never quite ready |
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It just becomes your turn |
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Evertight steady |
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No more light to burn |
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A lie has no feet |
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Cannot stand alone |
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A cry in the street |
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Who cast the first stone |
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With dirt between my teeth |
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I made the devil sell his soul |
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I know that he can bleed |
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Moon goes dark sun grows cold |
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Where my mind would take me |
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Never coming near |
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Scared my heart would break me |
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Why am I here > |