From a fireball we came
Crossed sea and mountain
We were drinking beauty with our eyes
We were given all to make our own
Let us be left alone
Laid the tasks and paid the price
Everything survives
Crushed and bolted all the great
After every win, what a stake we're in!
It's paying better than the grave
When we talk without amend
We see red and then
Deep inside the blood begins to boil
Like a tiger in the cage
We begin to shake with rage
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