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Ludwig Von 88
Sprint
Seoul Bop (In Gold We Trust)
Heavy shot in the back, I am the king of the sprint
Electrified fence, the jump no longer has any secrets
110 meters hurdles as I climbed over the barbed wire
Don't languish in the shadows, I will emerge from the number
Belligent smiles , who could do better
I've been waiting for this moment for so long
I'll eat the dead, for a gold medal
For a silver one, I'll give my 20 years
I win the medals
Like I robbed the banks
I'm a hit in sales
At the top of the Top 50
In the foil of the sabre, in the test shooting
I will hit the bullseye, or in the back of a civilian
Weightlifter, I have taken down cities
God of rowing, I I have sunk nations
And so that my flag and my anthem may rise
Let the crowd vibrate with a unanimous clamor
I will eat the dead, for a soul gold daille
For one in silver, I would give my 20 years