| Scarless man
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| Mangled soul of a solitary
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| Some fights
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| That are fought in the mind are not imaginary
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| Blazing eyes
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| Although the roard has been long
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| All chains
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| Ignorance and hate… no more
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| Time is the dividend
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| On ephemeral paths
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| Longing of the fulfilment
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| Is carved in wolven hearts
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| Time is the dividend
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| On ephemeral paths
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| Longing of the fulfilment
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| Is carved in wolven hearts
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| These times
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| These lives
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| In the hands of beasts of lies
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| Man made gods
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| Turning tides
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| Unknown future, no hope in sight
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| Foul beings
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| The ultimate sin
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| Like fools, they charge to kill their kin
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| The legend tells
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| In the hearts of men
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| Is the way, the power
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| To rise above this hell
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| Hail to the victor!
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| Once a castaway
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| Hail to the victor!
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| But never astray
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| Hail to the victor!
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| In the mirror we’ll see the face
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| Hail to the victor!
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| Of the only god whom should be praised
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| Time is the dividend
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| On ephemeral paths
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| Longing of the fulfilment
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| Is carved in wolven hearts
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| Time is the dividend
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| On ephemeral paths
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| All those, in the end
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| Will merge in to one |