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In the red,
all the cruelty dealt to one big soul
In the black,
all the hiding from the pain in the dark
Now as I go into battle
I am armed for the fight
with the knowledge of ten men, strength of nine
And as I walk through fire
I am shielded from the flame
though the guilty party take no blame
Don't try to tell me there's no reason for any moment in time,
every memory of mine
Those years are lines of color on my face
My past is warpaint The past is warpaint
Every line
represent the death of naivete'
In the air
every eagle drop one feather just for me
I fight
There is a deafening warcry
and it's ringing in my ears
It is drowning out floods of noisy tears
On the path behind me I leave many gravesite
Every tombstone mark one conquered night
So don't try to tell me there's no reason for any moment in time,
every memory of mine
Those years are lines of color on my face
My past is warpaint The past is warpaint
Don't try to tell me there's no reason for any moment in time,
every memory of mine
No, those years are lines of color on my face
My past is warpaint The past is warpaint
No don't try to tell me there's no reason for any moment in time,
every memory of mine
Those years, they're lines of color on my face
My past is warpaint The past is warpaint
And I fight to the death
I fight to the death
I fight to the death
I fight