| Running through the streets
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| The silence is haunting you
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| You know they prepare for attack
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| Can’t walk around, I got to beware
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| Keep in the dark, out of sight
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| Got to keep running, time’s running out
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| Beware of the knife in your back
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| Victim of hate, no one believes
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| Who cares what is wrong or what is right
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| Screaming vengeance, I want to be free
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| Murder or treason, what’s it to be
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| Stand and stare so silently
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| Death awaits so patiently
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| Priest approach, the rites are read
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| Wait and see, the blade will fall
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| Running like hell and into the night
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| Wait 'til the time is just right
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| People are screaming out for revenge
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| The price is a life for a life
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| Fighting and screaming, bodies lie bleeding
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| Fires burn into the night
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| Years of restraint begin to decay
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| It’s the law of the knife
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| The tide of power has turned
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| Now you are screaming don’t let me die
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| Silently you fall down to your knees
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| Scream that charges are lies
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| It’s too late now, the angel of death hangs over you
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| Tears fill my eyes, you hear the blade slide
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| You’re going to die |