Marching across the desert sands
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Condemned to drift from land to land
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No food or water or heaven's rain
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So many tears and so much pain
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It's a long road the nights are so cold
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A thousand miles from my home
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Now the wasteland becomes our homeland
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There is no peace for those who roam...roam
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They call them the CHOSEN ONES
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But that's just a lie
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They call them the CHOSEN ONES
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Yet so many die
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If they're the CHOSEN ONES
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Under the sky
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Who made them the CHOSEN ONES
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To suffer and die
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Only the pain here now is real...so real
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Swords and arrows cannot defame
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When they invoke thy masters name
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The north star beckons beyond the gate
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To live in strife is their only fate...oh
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A thousand miles but I still roam....still I roam!!!
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A promise foretold, the armies can't hold
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The burning secrets on the scroll...still I roam...burn!
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They call them the CHOSEN ONES
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But that's just a lie
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They call them the CHOSEN ONES
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Yet so many die
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If they're the CHOSEN ONES
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Under the sky
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Why must these CHOSEN ONES
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Suffer and die...
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Only the pain here now is real...march!
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A million miles away
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Oh...my god why have you forsaken me
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Oh...we'll never understand
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They call them the CHOSEN ONES
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But that's just a lie
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They call them the CHOSEN ONES
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Yet so many die
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If they're the CHOSEN ONES
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Under the sky
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Who made them the CHOSEN ONES
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To suffer and die...
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Only the pain here now is real...march! march!
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(Across the desert...burning sand...black sun...no rain...
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Burning in the sand...burn)
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Only the pain, only the pain, omly the pain keeps us alive
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The pain, the pain keeps us Alive!!!
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We'll never understand...
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The Chosen Ones
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Virgin Steele |