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we must play our lives like soldiers in the field |
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but life is short i'm running faster all the time |
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Killing Joke |
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strength and beauty destined to decay |
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so cut the rose in full bloom |
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'til the fearless come and the act is done |
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a love like blood, a love like blood |
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love and hate fight with burning hearts |
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'til legends live and man is god again |
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(and self-preservation rules the day no more) |
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we must dream of promised lands and fields |
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that never fade in season |
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as we move towards no end we learn to die |
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red tears are shed on grey |