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Mors Tua Vita Mea

Running wild on the highway of life

through preachers an TVs

We're unleashed like hurricanes

We were born to catch the fate

Speedmen ride the blazing engines

through lies and deals we turn

By supersonic warmachines

we learned to eat and survive



Since the night of times to the end of the world

Rules mother nature

We were born to kill to survive

Kill to survive



Fucking tyrants lost the control

You said it's evil game

Roman reapers shred the faces

When you understand it's always too late

Monsters burn bright fuel so fast

straight through the veins of neck

You're sneaking and creeping to escape

Don't fight against the law of life

Mors Tua Vita Mea /

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