الكلمات الأصلية
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Marching in line
Souls side by side
Rise from their lairs to be lonely
Heading for nowhere
Feel they're asleep
Gotta let them
Grow like a seed
Sinking in pride
Future deny they crucify
We know they will swallow their pride
Wizards rise again
From their eyes a stain for
The ones in pain, see their pain
