| Have you ever thought what are you living for?
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| Who will regret your absence when you’re out?
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| Who will put the coins on your eyes when your luck is gone?
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| Who will respect your dust when fire is gone?
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| Death becomes your bride since you’ve chosen the eternity
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| No hesitation while striking with the sword
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| Bullet has no heart, has no fear, has no sympathy
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| But in the end someone has to fall.
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| Knee-high in the blood you feel no hate for your enemies
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| Your hand is strong and your mind is unbound.
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| Dying every day in your dreams makes you confident
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| Whatever the result you will win the day.
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| The scars on your heart left by brothers long gone
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| Make you so distant from other rewards.
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| The face of your father blinds your eyes and stays with you
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| When you rise it’s time for begging the gods.
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| Hear my call
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| Quiver and fall
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| Worthless and small
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| It’s time to knoll.
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| Have you ever thought what are you living for?
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| Who will regret your absence when you’re out?
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| Who will put the coins on your eyes when your luck is gone?
|
| Who will respect your dust when fire is gone?
|
| Death becomes your bride since you’ve chosen the eternity
|
| No hesitation while striking with the sword
|
| Bullet has no heart, has no fear, has no sympathy
|
| But in the end someone has to fall.
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| Hear my call
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| Quiver and fall
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| Worthless and small
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| It’s time to knoll.
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| Hey you I’m coming out
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| Wherever you are I will make you scream loud. |