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Sound is ripping through your ears |
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The deafening sound of metal nears |
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Your body's waiting for his whips |
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The taste of leather on your lips |
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Hear the cry of war, louder than before |
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With his sword in hand to control the land |
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Crushing metal strikes on this frightening night |
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Fall onto your knees for the Phantom Lord |
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Victims falling under chains |
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You hear them crying dying pains |
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Fists of terror's breaking through |
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Now there's nothing you can do |
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Hear the cry of war, louder than before |
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With his sword in hand to control the land |
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Crushing metal strikes on this frightening night |
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Fall onto your knees for the Phantom Lord |
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The leather armies have prevailed |
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The Phantom Lord has never failed |
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Smoke is lifting from the ground |
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The rising volume, metal sound |
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Hear the cry of war, louder than before |
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With his sword in hand to control the land |
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Crushing metal strikes on this frightening night |
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Fall onto your knees for the Phantom Lord |
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Fall to your knees |
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And bow to the Phantom Lord |
