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Drop dead of life

you will die under the sun

my hell creation yours

smashing my dreams, killing my pride

Drop dead, emotional creep

you will die under the sun

I'll never obey, I'm dreaming your death

I own the knife, I'm taking your scalp

Don't you pray cause the people never know

they will die on their knees

if you fly, you will never fly alone

they will never touch the wind