| When they close the rank!
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| It’s time… Into the deep freeze
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| Earn your hollow eyes!
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| You’ll lose that sweetness. |
| Achromatized!
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| Elementals in the trees, standing watch over me!
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| Well, I learned how to smell smearing blood on my face!
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| (Blood! Blood!)
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| And I learned how to live. |
| Death has a place, but I survive
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| There’s no great escape! |
| There was never one at all!
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| Just a lot of us, from the scars on our face, you can tell how long we’ve been
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| at war
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| If I believed in you, I’ll sew your cuts up with my own
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| No escape from. |
| Succumb! |
| All I need is one!
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| To bring me back from the grave!
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| I feel currents of rage from the lives I saved
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| The screams break like waves
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| In the air, all the silence is gone!
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| Respect the one carving epitaphs in the wood…
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| Well, I learned how to smell smearing blood on my face!
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| (Blood! Blood!)
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| And I learned how to live. |
| Death has a place, but I survive
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| There’s no great escape! |
| There was never one at all!
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| Just a lot of us, from the scars on our face, you can tell how long we’ve been
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| at war
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| If I believed in you, I’ll sew your cuts up with my own
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| Learn to go numb! |
| All you need is one!
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| Fresh Kill, One, Fresh Kill, One, Fresh Kill, One, all it takes is one!
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| Fresh Kill, One, Fresh Kill, One, Fresh Kill, One, all it takes is one! |