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This is a time of do or die. Bred on hate. Facing fate When it comes fast... It comes down hard. Trapped in fear Trappd in despair. Future's dark, heading nowhere As the pressure builds. My will is hard These are the lives we live... Sons of a dying world This ain't the world I knew. Distilled, corrupted truth. It's pure survival. Nothing like it should... Lost in a dying world... Born to survival. Nothing like it could... Aus Songtexte Mania