All Rise

Pro-Pain

Composição de: Tom Klimchuck
In the most peculiar places, there's not a trace of 
familiar faces.
Only pain and hate and sorrow reside.
And I awaken from this trance I'm in to forge on til' the 
end.
Wake up.
Defaced and numbed we coddle the lies.
In haste they dumbed us down to size.
So who'll live to see tomorrow.
All Rise.
And I awaken from this trance I'm in to forge on til the 
end.
Wake Up.
All Rise.
And I awaken from this trance I'm in to forge on til the 
end.
Wake Up.
And I awaken from this trance I'm in to show myself and 
fight them til the end.
Wake Up.
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