Counterweight - Bitterness | Текст песни

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The fight with yourself
is the mortal struggle
the salt of our eye's
and the ash of our dreams

you can gain a lot
but lose even more
even a bell has a heart
even a stone has a soul

time's examine us
we live in the fire of the revolution
standing on the edge of the precipice
freedom is within our reach

this is the show for one actor
this is a farce
where you play the main role
the prize is the blunt edge
falling on your back

and bitter blood in the cup for the winner.


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