Bring it on
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In the absence. I will introduce my wrath, my malice
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Wicked cancer grows beneath the surface, head to finger
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You make me sick, hating on my freedom it doesn't matter
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What you say. It eats away...
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I am the hunted. I am the atrocity. The only chance my kin survives
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I am the hunted. I am the atrocity. The only chance my kin survives
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This is a war of attrition
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Bring it on. Bring it on. Bring it on
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This is a war of Attrition
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No...We are the voice of tomorrow
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No...to lies and deception
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No...to the chokehold of despair
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No...It eats away
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This is a war of attrition
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Bring it on. Bring it on. Bring it on
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This is a war of attrition
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In the return from disenchantment
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This is the one thing on his mind
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How has it come to this?
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All that is remembered is shame
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Cast into the landscape searching for his...retribution
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Retribution...the only chance
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Blood will spill. Blood will spill
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Bow down to your master. Retribution. Retribution
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Bring it on. This is a war of attrition...attrition
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This is a war of attrition.
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War of Atrrition
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God Forbid |