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When hopelessness turns into a fury,

When the war can never seem to be won,

When our lives can be taken away in an instant,

Before our lives have really a chance to begin,

Free me.

Hunt me.

Kill me.

On another day, far away

We could find a way, to escape

Slip into the night, disappear

Wander out of sight, in the clear

Into the dead of night, the feelings disappear,

Where it’s devoid of light, the motive becomes clear,

Out of the shadows come, an ancient form of hate,

How can the war be won before it’s too late

Your time is over now

There is nothing you can do

We are getting out of here

You better fucking let us through,

We’ve been here for far too long,

You have always done us wrong,

You better stand aside or you will fucking die.

We will find our way,

Feel the light of day,

When our thoughts are low,

Brace for inferno.