| How long have I known you, brother?
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| Hundreds of lives, thousands of years
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| How many miles have we wandered
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| Under the sky, chasing our fear?
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| Some kind of trouble is coming
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| Don’t know when, don’t know what
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| I will stand by you, brother
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| Till the daylight comes or I’m dead and gone
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| I’ve shared my life with you, brother
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| Since I recall, you’ve been my friend
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| You say we’re not like the others
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| Still, we must die; |
| all things must end
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| I know we can’t stop what’s coming
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| But I will try, oh, how I’ll try
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| Will you fight with me, brother?
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| One last time, one last fight?
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| Don’t turn away, don’t tell me that we’re not the same
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| We face the fire together, brothers till the end
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| Don’t run away — our time will come, but not today
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| I stand beside you, brother, with you till the end
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| Don’t turn away, don’t tell me that we’re not the same
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| We face the fire together, brothers till the end
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| Don’t run away — our time will come, but not today
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| I stand beside you, brother, with you till the end
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| ~chanting~
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| ~chanting~
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| Don’t turn away, don’t tell me that we’re not the same
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| We face the fire together, brothers till the end
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| Don’t run away — our time will come, but not today
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| I stand beside you, brother, with you till the end
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| Don’t turn away, don’t tell me that we’re not the same
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| We face the fire together, brothers till the end
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| Don’t run away — our time will come, but not today
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| I stand beside you, brother, with you till the end |