| Days on the trail and still there is nothing to see
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| Starched by the thought of my clan and the sickness in me
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| Did all I could but the got proscribed
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| But I know they’ll be free
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| Marching on to the trail forgotten
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| In search for the truth and the right
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| Don’t look back cross the bridges rotten
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| Keep in mind that the aim is in sight
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| Days on the trail and still there is nothing to see
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| Starched by the thought of my clan and the sickness in me
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| The wind’s raging on how long will it last
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| Hold out until the storm past
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| Marching on to the trail forgotten
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| In search for the truth and the right
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| Don’t look back cross the bridges rotten
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| Keep in mind that the aim is in sight
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| Don’t look back
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| Stay ahead
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| Watch the trap
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| Marching on to the trail forgotten
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| In search for the truth and the right
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| Don’t look back cross the bridges rotten
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| Keep in mind, keep in mind, keep in mind, keep in mind
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| Keep in mind that the aim is in sight
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| Don’t look back
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| Stay ahead
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| Watch the trap |