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Barren Cross Dying Day

s too late, It's dying day Dying day - the king is the light, your only key Dying day - there's no other way to see Dying day - without him, you've just

the weaked blind I can feel it in your voice Ever so sweet, no Do I really have a choice, no no no Oh, you burn your feet on unholy ground You roam the barren

it in your voice Ever so sweet, no Do I really have a choice? No, no, no! [Jorn Lande:] Oh, you burn your feet on unholy ground You roam the barren wicked

[Verse 1] It's like kliq klaq we barrie dat bark 'em wit da chrome I got your house surrounded gasoline floodin' ya home Line up a target, some men