| I have seen my own gravestone
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| And worshiped the golden statue
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| I’ve made my bed in the lion’s den
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| And walked in dead men’s shoes
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| I have witnessed the coast line
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| From a bird’s eye view
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| And made the request that we plunge to our death
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| SO that I could get to you
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| I will walk through the fire
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| I will not be afraid
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| They can take everything that I have
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| But they can’t give me my name
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| I have climbed every bookshelf
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| In search of hard cover proof
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| And if I am judged by the things that I love
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| I hope that some of them are true
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| I will walk through the fire
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| I will not be afraid
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| They can take everything that I have
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| But they can’t give me my name, name, name
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| Do whatever fulfills you
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| Make the most of each day
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| That’s what we’re taught since before we could walk
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| But it all will fade away
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| I will walk through the fire
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| I will not be afraid
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| They can talk everything that I have
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| But they can’t give me my name (can't give me my name)
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| I will walk through the fire (I will walk through the fire)
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| I will not be afraid (I will not be afraid)
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| They can talk everything that I have (everything)
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| But they can’t give me my name (can't give me my name), name, name, name |