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too sick (to be your friend)
thousand miles,
falling down, stop the weeping
hide to survive
hell increased,
where the sun seems to die
cross the line
to your final trip
the fight behind the mask
nobody knows no one
my skin cries
i won't die for a weeding
made of lies and blood
creeping sounds
when the boy lose the way
all his faith, far from home
why? tonight i'm sick of this
generation full of foolish
try!! decide to throw your fist
for a courageus nation
the fight behind the mask
nobody knows no one
the beast under your bed
god fingers around your neck
see your life, you're turning into shit
i don't mind, you're fallin' down to hell
why? tonight i'm sick of this
try!! decide to throw your fist
for a courageus nation
thousand miles,
falling down, stop the weeping
hide to survive
hell increased,
where the sun seems to die