| Unmarked for war, so let them fall before me
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| The end before your eyes, man, are you listening?
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| Before the spirit meets the steel, one thing make sure you know
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| My blood was made for heads to roll
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| Unmarked in darkness
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| The end is near
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| See, this is the age
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| Marked in my thirst for hunger
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| Weapons forged in rage
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| Weapons to take you under
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| Blood was born to wage
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| This is the life for all my days
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| There is no other way
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| No, I was born to wage
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| Told you before
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| Our time is now, so don’t you get my meaning?
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| We’re crossing this line again
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| We’ve come to toe the line up to the very end
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| See, this is the age
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| Marked in my thirst for hunger
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| Weapons forged in rage
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| Weapons to take you under
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| Blood was born to wage
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| This is the life for all my days
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| There is no other way
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| No, I was born to wage
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| This is the end
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| I can feel your last breath leaking out
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| This is the end
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| Now I can see your eyes fading black now
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| This is the end
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| I can hear your voice, I don’t fear you
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| This is the end
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| I can taste your blood
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| We’re crossing these broken lines again
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| We’ve come to toe the line up to the very end
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| See, this is the age
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| Oh, marked in my thirst for hunger
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| Weapons forged in rage
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| Weapons to take you under
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| Blood was born to wage
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| This is the life for all my days
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| There is no other way
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| No, I was born to wage, ooh |