years of abuse, So burn!!!! It was a match made in Hell, now the whole mountain burns and every man gets what no man deserves Our beloved kin never learned to fit in Now I pay for my name, live my life in sin How much less can I ask from you people? This town stays in disarray 'til the rules are the same for us all Our beloved kin Now I pay for my name How much less can I ask from you people? I hereby declare a martial law and you all, we all are forced to obey... hey! ... Sonata Arctica ...
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