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Generations digging graves
We got no face we got no name
We got no dreams to betray
We're just like you but we've something to say
Waiting for a storm
Screaming like a bomb
We are the revolution with no believes
We come as one with no answers to deal
Coz' we are the black storm
We come to fight
Black Storm
No one is right
We got no mask we got no past
Our freedom is not dying fast
You gotta try to understand
We're just like you but we have nothing to sell
It's like a clock ticking in the eyes
There's something burning on the darkest side
It's like new blood on my skin
Here comes the storm to set you free
We are the enemies
They say that we got pain
We are the triple six
This war is not the same
We are the only way
To find another light
We are the bullet holes
And we never felt so right
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