Young Legionnaire - Black Lions | Текст песни

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• Young Legionnaire
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Wake until the end
I could try to pretend
This matters
There is something pulling me back
What's the face
Distant thought put you into place
She will try and pull you in

I won't sell
To the man who has too much
I won't pray for your prayers
You've had enough
And what's more, to hell with you

My dead friends
Say what you want
Don't say what you wanted

Now
What's the use?
You bend and you break with the sound of truth

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