| Se il volere tuo è questo
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| Lotteremo, male no, non vicerà
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| Inside we all should know
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| That saints don’t care
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| They’ll send the infantry
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| To fight our wars
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| March on
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| Just follow me
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| Carry on
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| The Lord will be
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| Leading the fight
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| Be at your side
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| Design
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| Refine
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| The ancient art of war
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| Dismember what stands in our way
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| Define, the olden art once more
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| Inside we all should know
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| That saints don’t die
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| They stay far from the heat
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| Won’t burn their hands
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| March on
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| All blessed by me
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| Carry on
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| The lord will be
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| Leading the fight
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| The guiding light
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| Design
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| Refine
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| The ancient art of war
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| Dismember what stands in our way
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| Define, the olden art once more
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| You took away our sons
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| Used them to satisfy
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| Your sick needs for power
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| Infected with your lies
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| They followed your commands
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| And plunged into darkness
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| Many will fall
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| But who cares after all
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| Feed our sickening desires
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| Fire!
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| Children will die
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| Innocence, bombed with lies
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| Pull the trigger and fire
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| Liar!
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| Blind greed won’t last
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| Ma lottando troveremo la tua luce Che ci salverà
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| Inside we all should know
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| That saints don’t cry
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| We can’t deny
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| Cannot stop this machine, driven by us all
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| No more
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| Can’t predict the outcome for these massive flaws
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| Take this chance, grasp the last straw
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| Change the errors one by one
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| March on
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| Just follow me
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| Carry on
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| The lord will be
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| Leading the fight
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| Be at your side
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| Design
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| Refine
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| The ancient art of war
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| Dismember what stands in our way
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| Refine, the olden art once more
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| Bastards
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| Liars
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| Retire
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| Resign, it’s not worth dying for |