Will To Win - Dead Souls
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Being in line of degenerates
Proudly keeping apace with those
Whose lives have lost their goals
Whose souls don't cast a shadow

Who is your leader? Who carries your banner?
Who is the hero that stole all the faces?
You live as the beasts that can be deceived
Reveling in hope chase for ideals

Waste so much time exploring the life
For the sake of fictional happiness
Which will be nothing for you
But sadness and suffering
For the manna's sake
Rip your wings out
And fall dead for ever
It is all you can make

What haven’t you bought yet?
And what is the price for the perfect thing?
What are you existing for?
Who made you believe that your life is true?