| Night is cold and black. |
| Straight ahead’s the way we have to go.
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| Night is cold and black. |
| What is it that we are fighting for.
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| Strike against the time. |
| Is it true we live in '84.
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| Gotta change the line. |
| Pathes of the past are left behind.
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| Strap down those above, We wanna hate no more.
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| Strap down those below, We wanna kill no more.
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| Shake off those of them, Who can’t be drawn upon.
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| Shake off both of them, They better move on.
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| Oohohoho, Storming the Brain
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| Storming the brain, Storming the Brain
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| Oohohoho, Storming the Brain
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| Storming the Brain, Storming the Brain
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| Oohohoho, Storming the Brain
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| Storming the Brain, Storming the Brain
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| Oohohoho, Storming the Brain
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| Storming the Brain, Storming the Brain
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| Ref 2:
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| Night’s no longer cold, Straight ahead will lead us to our aim.
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| Night’s no longer black, See the light of day.
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| It’s just a game
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| Ref.
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| Oohohoho, storming the brain
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| Storming the brain, storming the brain …
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| (guitar solo) |