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Cold as night in the heart of the hunter |
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Sign up for my kingdom dark |
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Black as the deep the devil is growing |
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Hellspawn in the soul of man |
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Now they will attack you again in this turning wheel of crime |
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And your pain is screaming |
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You will burn till the end of your days |
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You're caught in the middle |
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Lost in the riddle |
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Playing the fiddle of time |
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Spinning your web away from the sun |
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You move in the shadows like a sliding spider |
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Changing is the road for a different future |
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Evil times will pass you by |
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Life will attack you with fire and burn your dreaming mind |
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And your heart is bleeding |
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Holding on till your breath fades away |
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You're caught in the middle |
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Lost in the riddle |
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Playing the fiddle time |
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You can be fire burning it higher |
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There's a mirror in the sky reflecting ages |
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Evil sins will haunt us down |
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Life will attack you and cut you inside your inner sky |
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And leave you dying soon |
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And the game goes on forever |
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After the scandal they put out your candle |
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So you can not tower anymore |
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No one can tell if heaven is hell |
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We're rocking the music of time |
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Wearing the mask as you take on the task |
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Playing the fiddle of treason |
