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Broken Brother, what have we become? Beating on the workers drum Unaware of the hours Unaware that we are here The circle closes again No beginning or end The years have closed our dreaming eyes And it's hard to find a friend An hour's over An hour gets away Dying Counting on another dime Worthless figures counting time Honor for those who stay Honor when they call my name The circle closеs again No beginning or end man In the dеsperate eyes of a dying boy And the dust within his hands An hour's over An hour gets away Songtexte Who will fall behind? Who will go a little further? Who will climb? Who? I I decide Who will earn the right? Who will take their time? Who will live or die? Strength Oh, how the story goes We can make some money We can all make some But we won't make a living It cannot be done, no A sand of gold or silver We can all make some But we don't deserve the pain When the work is done Strength Aus Songtexte Mania