| Tear down the cross
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| Splinters and shards
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| Remembered this Trojan horse
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| Rode to the land we enter
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| We’ll burn away
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| And free our fallen brothers
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| From shackles made
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| Of steel and bones of soldiers
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| Yeah!
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| Let shadows die
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| So I can feel alive
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| A church of lies
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| Can’t tell me what is right
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| Our little victories and desires won’t live on
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| Let shadows die
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| So I can feel alive, feel alive
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| I feel alive, yeah
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| In fear and faith
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| The candles light our freedom
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| By tainted night we live this war of wisdom
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| The streets are stained
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| With blood that ran their kingdom
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| And feed the beast that lies beneath our treason
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| Let shadows die
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| So I can feel alive
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| A church of lies
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| Can’t tell me what is right
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| Our little victories and desires won’t live on
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| Let shadows die
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| So I can feel alive, feel alive
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| F.E.A.R. |
| will round up these rebels
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| These deviants, these so-called wild ones
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| We will litter the streets with their bones
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| And annihilate the dangerous and obtuse ideas poisoning your children
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| Endangering your freedom, giving rise to the destruction of the benevolent
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| future we have prepared for you
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| You belong to the shadows, and the shadows are where you will remain safe
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| Do not disobey
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| Let shadows die
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| So I can feel alive
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| A church of lies
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| Can’t tell me what is right
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| Our little victories and desires won’t live on
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| Let shadows die
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| So I can feel alive, feel alive
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| (I feel alive, feel alive) |