| How deep is the scar, the wound, the vow
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| I swear we’ve been here before
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| But everything should be different now
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| Sail your sinking ship
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| Familiar spirits laughing out loud
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| Cycles of perpetual abuse and addiction I cannot allow
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| Solider, be sober, be vigilant or be consumed yourself
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| Be sober, be vigilant, or be consumed!
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| Don’t be consumed!
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| Be consumed yourself!
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| Your enemy prowls!
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| Keep your head straight!
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| The lion walking the line between legal and lawless
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| His eyes glisten, there’s cracks in your armor
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| We know this culture defines us
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| Orphans worthless
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| Low of the life
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| Scum of the earth
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| I defy!
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| I’ve made my decision
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| Oh royal blood
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| Don’t touch their wine
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| Lest in ignorance drink and fall and die
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| Speak hope from a clear mind
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| My eyes are open
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| My eyes are open
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| We see the signs of the times
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| I know I’ve been here before
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| Blood in your eyes, your character’s gone
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| But I guess that they’ve already opened the door
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| The good book in my grip
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| A new vision in mind
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| Disciples sinking with the bottle
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| That won’t stand for me and my kind
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| Soldier, be sober, be vigilant or be consumed yourself
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| Be sober, be vigilant, or be consumed!
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| Don’t be consumed!
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| Be consumed yourself
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| Disciples
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| Keep your head straight! |