| Weary days and thunder skies above us roaring loud
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| Wilder than a lion, our journey makes us proud
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| Hanging on, by the edge, to the last remains of ripped sails
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| As the wind, blows cold the dark one crosses our sight
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| We’re on our way
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| To the foreign shores, hell can wait, we’re cheating the reaper
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| No fear of natures force, hell can wait, we’re cheating the reaper
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| Drying from our last night, by the shoreline in the sun
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| Get up, time is running, no more resting til we find the one
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| Hanging on, by the edge, to the last remains of ripped sails
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| As the wind, blows cold the dark one crosses our sight
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| We’re on our way
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| To the foreign shores, hell can wait, we’re cheating the reaper
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| No fear of natures force, hell can wait, we’re cheating the reaper
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| Off to the foreign shores, hell can wait, we’re cheating the reaper
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| No fear of natures force, hell can wait, we’re cheating the reaper
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| We are cheating the reaper tonight! |