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Cinder Trail
Tough as a chastity cast iron scinth...
The reaper, always the reaper.
"Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail."
Forget the cut deep in your flesh.
Face the night as it was a flash.
"Now you're walking alone on the cinder trail."
Shoot down your loose phantoms...
The king is dead and there's no other.
"Now we're walking alone on the cinder trail."
The reaper, always the reaper.
"Now I'm walking alone on the cinder trail."
Forget the cut deep in your flesh.
Face the night as it was a flash.
"Now you're walking alone on the cinder trail."
Shoot down your loose phantoms...
The king is dead and there's no other.
"Now we're walking alone on the cinder trail."
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