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I scream at the top of lungs now,
wondering who will be ready to take it all down.
We are not only just the fallen of hearts,
but we are the ones we made this from the start.
I fight not only by myself anymore,
but with those to who wants to settle the score.
We will walk down the streets,
we will do more than give you something than a treat.
We will show you what we are made of in this life,
all without the violence of a knife.
We will smash and turn over every car,
to show we came just this far.
We stand no longer for those who sees us different,
that just sounds a bit too much ignorant.
Our weapons is not with a bat or a gun,
but it's a weapon that will have you going for a run.
We have left but to fight what is busted,
so that we are once again trusted.
I am not alone anymore or by myself doing this,
so the world isn't going to miss.
It deserves a piece of heaven and earth,
let's show it what it's worth.
I ripped out my heart but bury it in the ground,
cause with the earth it will always be around.
My life will live on and on,
I will never be gone.
So matter how hard you try to forget who I am,
I'll be still be there in your face to say I don't give a damn.
I have my followers to look up to this person I became,
so I can't afford to have anymore shame.
I am their leader,
they are the believer.
We are the fallen of hearts,
now isn't that what I just told you from the start?