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The Psycho Realm - The Winds of Revolution lyrics
Fuck, the city streets are raining bullets The wind of revolution screams: come on do it Hey, looking at this rawness upon us Makes sick soldiers enter the darkness Begin a circle around the center Of power then break down the whole tower The winner will be the man That grabs the steel by the hand and pulls the damn trigger I warn you when the worldwide weather report gets shaken What-cha gonna do? I choose to be deadly unpredictable Earthquake weather forever |
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