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What kind of life am I trying to live?

Barely alive with nothing to give.

Perfectly fine thinking “I don’t hate this.”

Finding my life in isolation.

There is a war waging in my head, doomed to be dead.

I have escaped from just what I am, solitary man.

I know now it’s the time to.

CHORUS:

Fight for what’s right, with savage might.

This is the final strike

Start the attack, don’t fear the wrath.

This is the final strike.

Trapped in the cycle, I cannot break free.

If I keep going there’s no chance for me.

I must return to the place where I came.

I know my fate is mine to reclaim.

Accept the lie, my false reverie, death of a dream.

Not over yet, I can find my way, for sins I will pay.

I am running out of time to

[ CHORUS ]

Solo: LONCIK

[ CHORUS ]

This is the final strike, this is the final strike.