| Only one match to ignite the war.
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| Easy to start but to end it’s so hard.
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| Commanding the strings of this marionette.
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| The serpent’s fangs, yeah you must not test.
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| For it is here where i must repent,
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| It is here where must consent to the sound…
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| Consent to the sounds of broken glass…
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| To the sounds of war in our chaotic age.
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| How many of you say?
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| How many of you say you’re not the slave?
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| How many of you say?
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| How many of you say you’re not too blame.
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| Judgment set to retaliate. |
| judgment set to annihilate.
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| Panic!
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| In fear i froze now it’s branded upon my mind.
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| I got nothing to hide. |
| accept this truth lying deep inside me.
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| Empty hands that contribute to nothing.
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| A cryptic mind is where i hid all my hid all my biterness.
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| Internal war inside of my head that pities the fire, but harvests the flame.
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| Only one match!
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| Only one match to ignite the war! |
| easy to start but to end it’s so hard!
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| Judgment set to retaliate. |
| judgment set to annihilate. |
| (x2) |