Take me to your leader
Send him greetings from his son
We’ll be leaving here forever
'Cause I am the chosen one
Where are all the children
Singing songs of my fall?
I listen, but I can’t hear them
Come as one or don’t come at all
The final thoughts of chaos
You are too weak to prove me wrong
Unless they find a new solution
Sick the weak upon the strong
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