Move like the wind, burn like the sun
Cool like the rain, fool everyone
Fly like a bird, steal like a fox
Jump like the clown, pull like the ox
Be like the storm, scream to the gods
Hide all your fears, oh, brother of dogs
Crimson the blood of soldier and lord
None to excuse, death the reward
Still they are quickly falling
Down on their knees, they're crawling
Now there will be no morning
There'll be no new day dawning for me
Where do we go? Where do we go from here?
Where do we go? Where do we go from here?
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