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All is fair in love and war
For saints and whores
I understand your pain
From these chains
Falling
Into the fire pit
And I believe it's hard to breathe, and
I believe your words deceive me
And now you will feel your final hour, oh
'Cause my blood is gold
I'm invincible
Because my blood is cold
Bodies scattered around
On the ground
Falling
Into the fire pit
And I believe it's hard to breathe, and
I believe your words deceive me
And now you will feel your final hour, oh
'Cause my blood is gold
