| Living might seem to be, at times
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| A perfect waste of fine death
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| (Just) face the sunset
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| And draw your last breath
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| Forfeit life now
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| Then it strikes you, you’re not
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| Privileged just like mortals
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| (Cause) you are eternal
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| (And) to the ones infernal
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| You’ll never bow
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| Grow me an army worthy of our name
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| Fierce and strong with a righteous aim
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| They’ll guard the brotherhood
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| And crush the sky for good
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| At least that’s what we believed…
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| Now save our souls
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| Here at the front
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| Everybody makes it until they don’t
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| And while our hearts pretend to beat
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| You will never witness our defeat
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| Now save our souls
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| No one is free
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| Until everyone is
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| It’s not a drill
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| And you won’t fulfill
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| What’s set before you
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| Daybreaker, have you reached the depths of your capacity?
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| At this rate, you’ll soon be the King of nothing
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| (You know) at the end of the game
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| The King and the pawn
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| Always return to the same box
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| Now save our souls
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| Here at the front
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| Everybody makes it until they don’t
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| And while our hearts pretend to beat
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| You will never witness our defeat
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| Now save our souls |