| Chain link and concrete
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| Blood on the street
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| Different eyes and hair
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| The scales of justice don’t care
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| Chain link and in concrete
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| Blood on the street
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| Foreboding god complex
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| She never knew she was next
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| Like devils in uniform
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| Forced traditions to conform
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| With the coming of caustic hordes
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| Casualties become the norm
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| Can you hear them?
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| Let them speak
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| New dark ages ice my veins
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| To protect and to serve
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| Fuck that, are you insane?
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| When they fall, they fall strong
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| The justice has failed us
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| Rogue power, crooked laws
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| Can you hear them?
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| Let them speak
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| Can you hear them?
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| Let them speak
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| Na fronteira entre o céu e o inferno, 22 milímetros de ferro
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| Testimony of a survivor’s tale
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| Triumphant verdict, the dead don’t care
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| Unseen terror, a horror dream
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| Guardian lost, what does it mean?
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| She fell
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| Chain link and concrete
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| Blood on the street
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| Different eyes and hair
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| The scales of justice don’t care
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| Chain link and concrete
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| Blood on the street
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| Foreboding god complex
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| She never knew she was next
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| She was next |