| Deep within the city, hidden in it’s walls they hide the people
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| And the places far below
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| But they’re strong enough and they’re hard enough to recify the anger in the
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| minds of all subversive men who know
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| Still there waiting far behind yea
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| Soon he’ll sound his call, then we’ll stand or fall
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| Kings are falling destinies calling for this time, oh this time we
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| Will be free, yea
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| Kings are falling destinies calling in my mind, in my mind
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| I will be free yea, i will be free
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| Darkened inner city, one by one they fall along the
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| Border of the places which they came
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| Well we’re mad enough and we’re bad enough to
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| Separate illusion from the madness all the faces look the same
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| Now they’re waiting for his call
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| Soon we’ll hear his cry, then we’ll stand and fight
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| Kings are falling destinies calling for this time, oh this time we
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| Will be free, yea
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| Kings are falling destinies calling in my mind, in my mind
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| I will be free yea, i will be free
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| Now they’re waiting for his call
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| Soon we’ll hear his cry, then we’ll stand and fight
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| Kings are falling destinies calling for this time, oh this time we
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| Will be free, yea
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| Kings are falling destinies calling in my mind, in my mind
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| I will be free yea, i will be free |