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Our names wont be remembered If we die like trampled flowers I refuse to be forgotten Written off as less than worthless Scream and cry But none will hear you Plead and beg But none will help you You no longer live as cattle Will you rise and join the battle? There are beings that live off of fears And their words are like knives As they play with our lives Theyll try to control you As if they own you Will you let them steal your freedom? Channel the anger swelling inside you Fighting the boundary till you break through Deep in your soul theres no hesitation So make yourself the one they all fear There is a wild fire inside you Burning desire you cant extinguish Your crimson arrow Rips through the twilight This is the moment for war Sie sind das Essen und wir sind die jäger
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 14:06:44 +0000

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