| Hate is a train
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| That thunders aimless through my head
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| And hate is the fame
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| Chained to the wheel until I’m dead
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| Rage is a flame
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| Creates a touch to boil the seas
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| And rage is to blame
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| Forever sorry I shall be
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| And from a darkness I descend
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| Clenching a torch of sweet revenge
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| You took away tomorrow, still I stand
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| I ride into the sorrow, still I stand
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| You took away tomorrow, still I stand
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| Straight down into the sorrow, but still I stand
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| Wrath is the name
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| Branding suffer onto you
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| And wrath takes the shame
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| And holds me down until its through
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| And from a darkness I descend
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| Clenching a torch of sweet revenge
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| You took away tomorrow, still I stand
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| I ride into the sorrow, still I stand
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| You took away tomorrow, still I stand
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| I sink into the sorrow, but still I stand
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| And hate is a train
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| A beast awakened by your call
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| And hate is a train
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| A beast that never slows at all
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| And from a darkness I descend
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| Clenching a torch of sweet revenge
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| Burst into flame, the bitter end
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| And shake the gates of hell again
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| I’m left to drown in sorrow…
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| You took away tomorrow, still I stand
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| I ride into the sorrow, still I stand
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| You took away tomorrow, still I stand
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| You left me here with sorrow, still I stand |