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So young, so braise and so unholy
I come to you in painted skies
You're broken, taint your ancient story
The living challenge you their lies
Trapped in the cold outside
There ain't no shelter
And they want to force my hand
Until I take what I wanted
And break all their lies
And defeat the fucking liars
Smash all the temples
And crawl through the rubble
And cry to the fallen
I'm the last of my kind still standing
I'm the last of my kind still standing on the wall
Oh, from out upon the hillside
I am but what they've thrown away
I go to sleep behind the eight ball
I live to fight for one more day
I'm trapped in the cold outside
There ain't no shelter
And they want to force my hand
Until I take what I wanted
And break all their lies
And defeat the fucking liars
Smash all the temples
And crawl through the rubble
And cry to the fallen
Take what I wanted
And break all the lies
And defeat the fucking liars
Smash all the temples
And crawl through the rubble
And cry to the fallen
I'm the last of my kind still standing
I'm the last of my kind still standing on the wall
I'm the last of my kind still standing
I'm the last of my kind still standing on the wall
The last of my kind still standing
The last of my kind still standing