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Silent in the night
Walking without a light
Hoping to end it with a fight
When nothing ever goes right
Leaving without a sight

Hold my hand
As we take a stand
Running across our land
Fighting for a ban
What kind of man

Dares to dream
While others scream
Left in the wake of this sceme
Death is what it seems
To the light of beams

Fight for your life
Defending with a knife
Reguardless of all this spite