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Yeah, the face The face of evil is on the news tonight We see the darkness over light But have we really ever lived in better times? Hey, strange, they say we're coming to the end of the line But is there still a chance to change your mind? Or have all the colors turn to black and white? I had another dream, I had another life No one saw the blood on my hands When I woke, I was there alone Where will it end? After the twilight, always a sunrise But the blood of morning comes from small arms fire Ignore the deadline, there's no divine right Enter the gods and all the sacred signs At the end of your line Good luck, my friend In time it ends Dead lamb My heart your hands Good luck, my friend Hand tied, it ends Hand tied, dead lamb From Letras Mania