The Apex Theory - Right Foot | Текст песни

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Never did I find a nest for my soul
We have made all the bans we imposed
We have thrown
On ourselves
In memory's manner

The weakended will
Raise their heads

To mellow their somber faces
This day you will
Be in your camp
In the streets of your people

You are at
The summit of the honored
Decorate yourselves

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