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(Dolving Talks:) |
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"It's been a long and lonely ride. |
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The blood takes the lead on down the line. |
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Some knew it,some never tried. |
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To go down that crooked mile..." |
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I've seen his weary eyes. I've walked that feed kill chain. |
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My love it's been a while but I'll be there again. |
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(Chorus:) |
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So when I die, lead my remains into the fire. |
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So that my soul flies, and I reach the end of the line. |
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Burnt to a shell... |
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I know a deep dark secret - I know a lie. |
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I learned well how to bend brake steal and pry. |
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But in the back of my mind I allways knew - |
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It only hurts awhile 'til it burns you trough. |
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Sen me another mile down. Complete the divine. |
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Everything must go. I'll know when it's my turn to ride. |
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(Chorus:) |
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So when I die, lead my remains into the fire. |
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So that my soul flies, and I reach the end of the line. |
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Burnt to a shell... |
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Hell is my desire for truth and pride. |
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I will love. |
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I will live. |
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I will not be controlled anymore. |
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(Chorus:) |
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So when I die, lead my remains into the fire. |
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So that my soul flies, and I reach the end of the line. |
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Burnt to a shell... |