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If the night's so bright
I'll fight you so high
See the blood in my eye, follow your dreams
This wars are real, so sharpen your skill
This battle axe will break up inside
The aftermath expects to fall
As greatest scenes unfold
As fire rules this rope on your head
The faith of your reunion with the angry sounds of madness
As hollow spines, man, the rich would fight
The crow was up as I spilled another's guts
The place desires I rather fight like this
The evil swore a vengeance of being iron born
As all your athletes lean against the wall
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