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Watch it burn
02:50
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As smoke rises in the distance, when the night begins to fall
A sulfur smell fills the air with the anger of the crowd
Some call this revolution, some call this the end
Slaves turn into leaders but they will soon all look the same
Let's spread some gasoline around
Crack a match and let it fall down
As we watch the red glowing flames consume our past
Only will remain what's built to last
Once tyrants have been defeated, blood pouring from their wounds
A thousand factions will arrive trying to claim back the crown
Yesterday's dreams are forgotten by the will of the strongest ones
So many broken promises deeply engraved in the stone
But I'm just a witness, not one of your fake prophets
Stuck by something senseless, that you dare call progress
Kings of an ash realm and queens of a world of dust
Your arrogance is nothing compared to your well-said lust
These ruins are now your palace and will soon be your grave
Enemies lurking from within, ready to seal your fate.
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Behind the wall
02:55
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Bound to our passion, that 8 hour drives and money loss can't erode.
Away from home, we got offered a place to stay when you opened the door.
Tell me about your story so far, show me the way you live
We'll keep in touch, I'll spread your words.
We haven't been through the same things, but we can share so much
I won't forget once I'm back home
I don't mind sleeping on cold floors when it's warm inside
I feel touched when you've got nothing but give what have
Sometimes brought on a pedestal then I should build statues of you all with the stones left from the wall
Beer and gin fueled nightlong chats while sitting on the concrete pavement.
Bright lights afar will never shine more than what we've got in our hearts.
It's hard to figure out you lived into struggle
It's hard to figure out the social pressure
It's just about you and me on each side of the wall.
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