| I was born a simple man
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| Educated just to fight
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| But I got soul, I got conviction
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| And a will to put things right
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| We lived our lives on grinding metal
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| For our people we have bled
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| We take comfort in the rhythm of machine guns spinning lead
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| Grind for the dawn!
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| Backbone and brawn
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| Survive as the last of our kind
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| Cause the way out is through
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| Kickback’s long overdue
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| Grab your gear, grab your gun
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| Join the grind!
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| GRIND!
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| To my friends and fallen brothers
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| You have offered us a chance
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| To build a future from the wreckage
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| In this desolate expanse
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| We won’t let this world forget you
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| We got so much here to mend
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| You were soldiers for a while but you’ll be brothers to the end
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| Grind for the dawn!
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| Backbone and brawn
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| Survive as the last of our kind
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| Cause the way out is through
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| Kickback’s long overdue
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| Grab your gear, grab your gun
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| Join the grind!
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| GRIND!
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| We didn’t stop cause we were brothers in blood now…
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| We’ll meet again now at the end of the line…
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| Grind for the dawn!
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| Backbone and brawn
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| Survive as the last of our kind
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| Cause the way out is through
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| Kickback’s long overdue
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| Grab your gear, grab your gun
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| Join the grind!
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| AIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! |