| So once again we lost the fight, slaved to
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| The ground we will try to get up
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| Fearsome power of our time gives us the courage to
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| Stand up and fight
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| Power of youth won’t let us down
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| You’ll see us slaving you down to the ground
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| Bloodpainted tears we’ve seen in our face
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| This is the end, we won’t take anymore
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| Slowly turning doors of time
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| Will take us in protection
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| Facing fears, freezing stairs
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| But well get through
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| Sound of our voice is bigger than lies
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| Well scream and shout and well never give in
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| Passage to fame is closer at hand
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| Let’s get this over with, continue our path
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| Gods of metal on our side
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| Refreshing our souls and refreshing our minds
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| This final task is at our hand
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| Will we continue
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| Will we die
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| Slowly turning doors of time
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| Will take us in protection
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| Facing fears, freezing stairs
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| But well get through
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| Watching our time slip away
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| We’ve seen your lies, we’ve your cries
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| Again we see you standing so tall
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| Time is up right now
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| Watching our time slip away
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| We’ve seen your lies, we’ve your cries
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| Again we see you standing so tall
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| Time is up right now |