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i'll be the end and the beginning
i'll be the soul without fear
i'll be the tower of strength
i'll be the last breath of fate
i'll be the grain of sand
i'll be the soul unframed
i'll be the seeds of your soul
i'll be th sacred lost scrolls

impaled heads and tortured souls
under the sign of the black ark
sacrifice the bastard's sons
under the sign of the black ark

whoever the fuck you are
under the sign of the black ark
whenever the fuck you come from
under the sign of the black ark

here's this new day
when we'll stand up
fight for our lives
we must go on
learn from our past
we can forgive
what you have done
we must go on

we're not who you think we are
under the sign of the black void
whatever you are, we are against it
between the sun and the dust

the spirits i call, they come to life now
feels like the march of doom
taking me down where our live ends
like born dead inside the womb

here's this new day
when we'll stand up
fight for our lives
we must go on
learn from our past
we can forgive
what you have done
we must go on

inside the womb...
you're not who you think you are
womb...
hostility...
between the sun and the dust
fells like the march of doom
i'll be the end and the beginning   i'll be the soul without fear   i'll be the tower of strength   i'll be the last breath of fate   i'll be the grain of sand   i'll be the soul unframed   i'll be the seeds of your soul   i'll be th sacred lost scrolls      impaled heads and tortured souls   under the sign of the black ark   sacrifice the bastard's sons   under the sign of the black ark      whoever the fuck you are   under the sign of the black ark   whenever the fuck you come from   under the sign of the black ark      here's this new day   when we'll stand up   fight for our lives   we must go on   learn from our past   we can forgive   what you have done   we must go on      we're not who you think we are   under the sign of the black void   whatever you are, we are against it   between the sun and the dust      the spirits i call, they come to life now   feels like the march of doom   taking me down where our live ends   like born dead inside the womb      here's this new day   when we'll stand up   fight for our lives   we must go on   learn from our past   we can forgive   what you have done   we must go on      inside the womb...   you're not who you think you are   womb...   hostility...   between the sun and the dust   fells like the march of doom
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