| How can I take on this mission?
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| That I’ve been told to do
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| My hands are tied, I am crucified
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| I’m a stranger in a strange land
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| So now I’m feeling the pressure
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| It’s boiling up inside
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| Where hatred only grows stronger
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| Comes a man, a beast, a killing machine
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| And visions that are haunting me
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| Through my blind eyes I still can see
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| The mission has to be done
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| Silent cries, the spirit dies
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| By the hands of the innocent
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| Before blue skies will fade to black
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| On a darkened horizon
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| The clouds are closing in
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| When skies are fading to black again
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| Hold your breath, I’m ready to attack
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| So now I’m caught in the action
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| There’s nothing left to do
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| I fear the end coming nearer
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| Pull the trigger, now the curtain’s closed
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| And all is coming back to me
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| Through open eyes I cannot see
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| The mission had to be done
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| Silent cries, the spirit dies
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| By the hands of the innocent
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| Before blue skies will fade to black
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| Silent cries, the spirit dies
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| Wash my hands of the innocent
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| I close my eyes and say goodbye |