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The Lion's Call
Thunder claps don't stir a lion
They do not run from the wind
Or drown their roars in relentless rain
We are the future
Let us not run
Let us not hide
From this downpour
Let us beckon the devil himself
Look into the eyes of Satan
And laugh
The age of rebellion is upon us
For we will be heard
So let the lions roar
They do not run from the wind
Or drown their roars in relentless rain
We are the future
Let us not run
Let us not hide
From this downpour
Let us beckon the devil himself
Look into the eyes of Satan
And laugh
The age of rebellion is upon us
For we will be heard
So let the lions roar
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