Broken the mans and the black of us feared
Don't shuffle never find a way out of here
Dreams of untold
Dreams of the black bone
The man in the door will never hear your call
It's a touchdown, breakdown
It's a touchdown, breakdown
In the ground
Your lads will have you on your knees
Your soul breaked to satisfied your needs
Your mind will burn
Your last thoughts
The witness is the only the last of you wast
It's no game, feel the pain
It's no game, feel the pain
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