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burning landscape fills my sight
what's been home turned to ashes
I can't conseal this rage tonight
shatter air like stinging lashes
in this days we are fucking kings
nothing is our fortune
start from scratch everyday your life
to die at dawn from torture
tear me apart
cut out my truthful tongue
my limbs are torn apart
you can't stop me
to sing this song
my spirit will move on
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