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There's a man who's in demand |
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He's the man who's in command |
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Laws are only made for fools, |
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He can break the rules. |
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There's a man who's born of fate |
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Born to win or made to wait. |
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In the end he will succeed, |
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One who's born to lead. |
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And again there's a man who's lost, |
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He's alone and he bears the cost |
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In a life where bad fortune crossed. |
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There's a man who stands alone, |
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All his life will be unknown. |
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But he's thankful just to live, |
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Thankful for to give. |
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There's a man who lives for love, |
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Sees the eagle as the dove. |
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Should the flame of anger rise, |
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He will turn his eyes. |
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And again there's a man for war, |
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Who can say what he's come here for? |
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He's a man living Satan's law. |
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There's a man who means to gain |
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Through a veil of greed and pain, |
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If it lives, it has a price; |
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He will sacrifice. |
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There's a man rules by the sword, |
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Born to hate when evil called, |
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And he spreds the Devil's word |
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Where he can be heard |
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And again there's the man of peace |
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Prays for the day winds of evil cease, |
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Bless the man who's the man of peace |
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Bless the man who's the man of peace |