GiantGiant - Dead Like a Gun | Текст песни

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The problem is in the mix
Black and White guard
A soldier withholding his inborn rage
Ball and Chain

His voice is knowledge
Self-awareness of Hate
Demands action
And blood

Now I will admit this is a falling Empire
but I carry the Divine

Brace Yourself for Movement

I've seen a brighter Light
Well unify
Its in your heart and lips
Superior Empire

I answer only to Ayin

Eternal Struggle
Mark boundaries with Fire
Decapitation of Judgement
Through Rhetoric

Show me your Ensign
Tattoo my head in your eyes
The price of Liberty

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