| All covered in a sandy desert haze
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| The fallout turned it all into a blaze
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| Left alone in this land of nothingness
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| Always facing the common weakness
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| Clad in leather to roam the land
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| Breathing for survival while crawling in the sand
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| Only living for my own self
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| The biggest mistake is to trust someone else
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| A silent whisper recalling a memory
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| Remembering something that once was my family
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| The world before is past and gone
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| Life in wasteland just begun
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| My name they call, Mad is the given one
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| Shouldn’t have survived was supposed to die
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| Alone there, all close are out of sight
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| All I have now is my dismal life
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| In front of me there’s nothing but dust
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| Far has past the will for life and lust
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| All who cared are far away
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| The last memories of pre war are to fade
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| Kill all that lives in self defense
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| All that is left is to scavenge and cleanse
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| Find another town to watch and explore
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| Find yet others who cry and mourn
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| No fear left only hate
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| Is this my final fate?
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| A silent whisper recalling a memory
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| Remembering something that once was my family
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| The world before is past and gone
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| Life in wasteland just begun
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| My name they call, Mad is the given one
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| Shouldn’t have survived was supposed to die
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| Die, die, die |