| Be careful, walk on the line
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| Or it can bite your weak left side
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| You could think of going out
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| Or you could stay to see them dying
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| Silent bodies lie in the night
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| Notorious the way they were killed
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| Signs of torture and violence
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| Their fingers were cut from their hands
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| Starving children eating the air
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| Time will give them some relief
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| Until hunger gives them an end
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| Playing with happiness, they pretend
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| Red madness takes place in hell
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| The snakes will never talk again
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| They had never something to tell
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| The red vengeance will bring them pain
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| Eternal walkers of the land
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| One by one they pay the price
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| They have the sign in their hands
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| But they can’t see beyond their heads
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| False passions shake
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| Dreams dreaming of the past
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| Empty stomachs ache
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| Sadness will ever last
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| Bitter colors surround our space
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| They paint dreams with sadness
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| Smiling plagues hit the race
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| Apocalypse knights leave their trace |