Lock up your daughters, lock up your wives.
Lock up your locks then run for your lives.
For the Devil's in the detail and the detail's always there.
You better bet your life to venture in the Devil's lair.
None can return from the edge you know.
Once you take that last step there's a path that's shown.
To the eye of the storm and the cusp of death.
Can you save our souls in time?
While the Lord of Pain has his minions fly.
We shall hide in the shade our deceptions lie.
With his back turned to nothing he will praise the sky.
We shall kill a God you and I.
A blade forged of life that has yet been spent.
Courage forged from tears we are yet to shed.
If we aim for freedom can you see our mark.
We aim beyond the sky.
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