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Outcast a time of war, |
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The mankind lost control |
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Of life and death, under survaillance |
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I watch the children pray, |
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While god just turns away |
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Our in the ruins they seek shelter |
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These streets were once my home, |
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But those golden days are gone, |
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Now i'm fighting to survive |
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Stone cold, man or machine |
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Stone cold, the end of our dream |
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The word is on the street, |
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It's kill or to be killed |
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With no exception your're on your own |
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We should have seen it all along, |
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The writings on the wall, |
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Tell me what have we become |
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Stone cold, man or machine |
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Stone cold, the end of our dream |
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Who do you belive in now, |
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When the prophecy came true the final deja vu |
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These streets were once my home, |
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But those golden days are gone, |
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Now i'm fighting to survive |
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Stone cold, man or machine |
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Stone cold, the end of our dream |
