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In tribal cantation |
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Fantastic revelation |
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Demanding withstanding |
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The energy is blinding |
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Believing receiving exactly |
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What we're needing |
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Beholding unfolding see clearly |
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Where we're going |
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Run towards your goal |
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The metal's in your soul |
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Hammerhead - Hammerhead |
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Hammerhead - Headbanger |
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We're standing & shouting while |
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Punching air in timing |
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The sound of the mayhem is really |
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All we're here for |
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Whatever the season we never |
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Need a reason |
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You know I'm not lying, some things |
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Are well worth dying (for) |
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Race towards your goal |
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Black metal's in your soul |
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Hammerhead - Hammerhead |
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Hammerhead - Headbanger |
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You look to the future you don't |
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Know if it suits you |
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Then take it or leave it won't |
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Force you to believe it |
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But don't come back crying, we're |
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Off again & flying |
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We live for the metal no other |
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For we'd settle |
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Run towards your goal |
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The metal's in your soul |
