| 6 o’clock in the morning, cannons firing so loud
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| Riding into the glorious battle, enemies falling one by one
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| Bullets in the burning sky, my brothers in arms
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| Will this be our final moment, or will we survive, against all odds?
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| This is the life I’ve chosen, this is my life to live
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| This is the life I’ve chosen, into reality
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| Can’t stop the heat, riding into the glorious night
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| Can’t stop the heat, riding into the glorious fight
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| Can’t stop the heat
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| Can’t stop the heat. |
| Noooo
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| 6 o’clock in the morning, the sky is burning red
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| Bullets are blazing along the wind, soldiers are falling, one by one
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| Hail to my brothers in arms, those I hold dear
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| Will this be our final moment, or shall we win
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| One more time?
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| This is the life I’ve chosen, this is my life to live
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| This is the life I’ve chosen, into reality
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| Can’t stop the heat, riding into the glorious night
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| Can’t stop the heat, riding into the glorious fight
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| Can’t stop the heat
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| Can’t stop the heat. |
| Noooo
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| Suddenly I felt the pain, felt a bullet in my chest
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| Fell to the ground I did
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| Slowly, slowly I die!
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| Can’t stop the heat, riding into the glorious night
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| Can’t stop the heat, riding into the glorious fight
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| Can’t stop the heat
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| Can’t stop the heat. |
| Noooo |