| The gates of hell are open
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| The night of the wolf is broken
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| The signs of madness are shining
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| The sun of devil is rising
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| They’re marching through the night
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| They’re searching for bread
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| They’re infected with plague
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| They’re infected with death
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| They know they have to die
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| And the end is a grave
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| They shout into the dark
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| It’s a cry in the night
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| Marching for freedom, marching for life
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| Searching for love
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| But they don’t wanna die
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| Don’t walk to heaven, don’t walk to hell
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| There’s no escape for the legion
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| Of the lost, legion of the lost
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| Legion of the lost, legion of the lost
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| They’re marching on and on
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| There’s no place to hide
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| They’re living in fear, oh god can’t you see
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| Their eyes are full of tears, they’ve started to run
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| Now they reach the end, the end of the way
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| Marching for freedom marching for life…
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| The lifion of the lost |