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Paroles: How It Ends. So Shall It Be. Still Bleeding.


Your time has come

Break the mold, push the limit
Question the world, question the world
Life tried to push you back
Strength is getting up when you just want to stay on the ground

The fight won?t stop

Still bleeding


Fear in the eyes of the enemy
The powerful now conquered
The walls falling form, your, path

The fight won?t stop

Still bleeding

Pushing me through the hard times, is a pain that I hold dear
I?ll never lay down to die, I?ll never give in to fear
Walls that stand before me, I punch with all my might
I hold my fists with pride, still bleeding from the fight

Still Bleeding
How It Ends