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I'm staring into the valley of hell
With a cross on my heart and smoke on my breath
We are outnumbered but I'm not scared
I am ready to die, shoot my soul through the sky
Father forgive us for what we may do
Sometimes we lie when we search for the truth
We sell who we are 'cause we don't want to lose
I hear the heroes calling out my name
In Valhalla they wait, preparing my place
I'll take fire from the edge of the sun
Put the crown on my head, either way I have won
Father forgive us for what we have done
We have to finish what we have begun
And pray that tomorrow we may see the sun
There's a red dawn over the land, fate's dealing its hand
