| It’s a cruel world huddled 'round the fries
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| Sharpening our swords and our spears
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| Hopin' and prayin' and the holy men are sayin'
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| There’s nothing to fear
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| I, for one still have my doubts
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| It all sounds like a lie
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| Onward we slip away
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| We raise our flag high
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| It’s a cruel world, and I know it
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| All caught in the strangest dream
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| There’s no hope left and we’re starting to believe it
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| Tattered souls on bended knee
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| No longer alone in my doubts
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| Lives are on the line
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| One by one we slip away
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| As the sands of time
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| The sands of time
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| The sands of time
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| Darkness weighs heavy on our hearts
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| We forge a trail through ancient sands
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| Glaciers of leather our hollowed and sorrowed souls
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| Heavy Riders through distant lands
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| There is salvation there is no respite
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| Through pain and suffering we’ll hold our heads high
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| Heavy Riders, these road that we pave will surely last
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| Heavy Riders, Footsteps engraved in the past
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| Heavy Riders, these road that we pave will surely last
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| Heavy Riders, Footsteps engraved in the past
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| Darkness weighs heavy on our hearts
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| We forge a trail through ancient sands
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| Glaciers of leather our hollowed and sorrowed souls
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| Heavy Riders through distant lands |