| Hey!
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| Well I got a time to kill and spines to chill
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| As you face that grave you must fill
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| No salvation can stand my frustration
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| Burning tough in a fiend aggression
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| So you say: Is it your hate? |
| You know it ain’t too late"
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| But I guess you can’t change your fate"
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| It’s sold, lost and foretold
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| So die my friend
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| Yeah, burn, baby, burn!
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| We’re the aces reflecting death in dying faces
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| Raising Cain
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| Yeah, you know you’re racing Cain
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| Heaven turns, explodes and burns
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| Come on it’s Firefall!
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| Razor’s race
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| Velocity of death and bloodstained wrath
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| Razor’s race
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| Ever felt like a brick in a game?
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| Ever felt that everything turns out the same?
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| Ever felt that a bullet would take you through it?
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| That a fire would fit?
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| So lit it!
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| Ever seen your powers weakening to the end
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| And not give a damn?
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| Well, sometimes you just have to play with a bad hand
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| So turn to dust!
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| You’re dust in this soulless land!
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| And soon came the days when the race unveiled ist ways
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| So cold in ist naked face
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| And eternity completed ist grace
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| Closed was the gate, and sealed were their fate
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| Where the secret of death died
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| And the Soulless' ried became justified!
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| We’re the aces reflecting death in dying faces
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| Raising Cain
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| Yeah, you know you’re racing Cain |