| Getting closer to the gasping prey
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| To learn the need of private war
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| Hand in hand with rotting death
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| Return to god in parts
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| Without remorse
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| Damnation on my rusty skin
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| Curtain fire in my head
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| Unconsciously killing all the dead
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| Just fire and forget
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| Abstracted deep in lust
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| Just fell in love with guns
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| Don’t wonder
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| You are a part of rolling thunder
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| Rolling thunder
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| Rolling thunder
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| I struggled with myself
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| When I looked into those hollow eyes
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| Upheld that fragile honor
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| That dissapeared into the endlessness of time
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| You are a part of rolling thunder
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| Rolling thunder
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| Rolling thunder
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| I chose the path of blind dissension
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| I never woke up when I heard the cries
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| My everlasting hate to be revealed
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| As kids were dying by their mother’s side
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| I earned the seed of retaliation
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| Destroyed the fruits of human race
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| Desensitized by blood and ichor
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| Returning home with a bag on my face
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| Abstracted deep in lust
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| Just fell in love with guns
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| Don’t wonder
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| You are a part of rolling thunder
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| Rolling thunder
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| Rolling thunder
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| I struggled with myself
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| When I looked into those hollow eyes
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| Upheld that fragile honor
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| That disappeared into the endlessness of time |