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ID one
00:07
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2. |
Opening Statements
02:06
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I've been screaming past the tops of my lungs for fucking years
How much more can be left to say?
All the words we spent didn't seem to make a dent
And I still have my share of hell to pay
The endless days drag on and on, the horizon we'll never reach
A small taste of life can leave such a bitter aftertaste
If I got down on my knees so I could not walk away
If you could somehow convince me to pray, what would you have me say?
What would you have me say?
Ship is going down in flames
Everyone's still playing games
From where I stand it all looks the same, it looks the same
Crash and burn, live and learn, it's up to you
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3. |
No Sleep Till Death
01:44
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Inhale, the night begins
Sweat drenches us in what they call sin
What some men fear most lives within
No need for lies or questioning
No rest at all in sleepless nights, through sleepless nights
No rest at all in sleepless nights, no sleep till death
Gentle touch or hardest thrust
Raw desire feedbacks through us
Leave their wrong and right, rely on trust
Hearts beating blood in love or lust
No rest at all in sleepless nights, through sleepless nights
No rest at all in sleepless nights, no sleep till death
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4. |
Fight Like Hell
02:24
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A glorious death awaits us all if we're brave enough to take it,
So sharpen up your wits and knives and never grow complacent.
Never stop, keep up the fight, fight like hell until you die.
Let my blood flow as free in me as others can flow out,
Let the storming in our hearts flood the land in drought.
Onward, Hel or Valhalla, charge into the fray.
No hope for living or fear of dying to ruin the final day.
Never stop, keep up the fight, fight like hell until you die.
Fight like hell, fight like hell, fight like hell, fight like hell,
Let your spirit haunt long after your death.
Though this spirit lives caged in, never let them forget,
The only way they're still alive is that we permit it.
Let every treacherous creeping bastard sleep in fear at night,
Of the day the spirit of men wakens again to fight.
Never stop, keep up the fight, fight like hell until you die.
Fight like hell, fight like hell, fight like hell, fight like hell,
Let your spirit haunt long after your death
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5. |
ID two
00:08
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6. |
A Better Tomorrow
04:02
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When everything comes undone,
And all your work was for naught,
When it all turns to ash,
You can't clutch madly at the wind.
All you can have is a hope,
For a better tomorrow
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Safetys Off
03:30
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Its 2 am and I’m still asleep,
With our boots tied tight were gonna hit the street,
Taking no chances, setting the trap.
Can’t afford mistakes, there’s no turning back.
My hearts pounding, is it already over? Is every one ok?
I can't afford to be wrong.
In the movies it lasts for an hour
Thats not how it is this day.
Is he friendly? Should I take this shot?
I cant afford to be wrong.
In the movies it lasts for an hour,
How can I be so fucking calm....
In this ditch, I think about old times.
In this heat, I think about my old life.
One things for sure, I’m going home in time.
I miss the cold, I miss the winter sky.
I miss the freezing air, I miss the winter sky.
I miss the cold so bad, I miss the winter sky.
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8. |
Death of Heathen Gods
02:50
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I stormed the gates of heaven
And found no one on the throne.
And so was exiled to wander in the wilderness alone.
And the caverns of Hell held no fear at all,
Their legions had long mingled freely with mankind.
The old symbols had all been stolen,
With new names fitting modern times.
What hope is left to roam these lands,
To search for any left alive,
When I know not their language,
Their rituals lost to time?
I stormed the gates of heaven
And found their god was gone,
Despite all those converted
By the sword and by the crown.
But the same was true of the ancient halls
Of the European tribes.
For those old gods too were exiled
To the wilderness to die.
What hope is left to roam these lands,
To search for any left alive,
When I know not their language,
Their rituals lost to time?
Old gods all condemned to death.
Old ways there is nothing left.
Just as that water still flows down in streams,
Just as that blood still flows in my veins,
Just as the water still flows down in streams.
Old gods all condemned to death
Always there is something left
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