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Stand back because he is coming
Six feet behind one angry man
Mumbling prays and words of solace
Beating hard on his chest

He came here only for a reason
To find out who shot his back
A bad day to be forgotten
If the scars would let him do that

So, when he was trying out to seek the light
It all reminds him of those days back home
Drives, the life that was trying out to keep him sane
A living hell for those

He got away when
They tried to keep him sane for so long
They arrested him in chains all alone

So, when he was trying out to seek the light
It all reminds him of those days back home
Drives, the life that was trying out to keep him sane
A living hell for those

So, when he was lying in the bed of time
It all reminds of those days back home
Drives, the ones who were trying out to keep him sane
A living hell for those