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the path is rough the front is farand I'm going there on forced marchthe rage's so high that covers painthey'll know my might before be slain
Rit.I will make it without a scarbeyond the red zone on the chart'cause I've a gun in search for fameand my friend death who's never latethey'll die without any pain
I kown I'm insanebut life's too shortto be wasted
I'm on a quest for fameand so I'm goin'on a forced marchon a forced marchon a forced marchthe path is rough the front is farbut I'm still going on forced marchyes, it's the war the life I choseand all I know is I can't lose
I won't be late to the date
I am heading straight to my fate
I know it's not such a just causebut I will get the damn job done
Rit.
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