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I took up arms for money
laughed at everyone
who said it was a bad way

I knew how to find the one
who will pay more
I was glad when the fat dude
fed me money like a dog meat

motors run loud
a rifle bolt - like the jingle of coins
i go and spread fear
death is dancing in my hands

they envied me - no doubt about it
loser scolded me
he was jealous of me for my masters
said I was a hanger, said I was a barbarian

I was waiting for the order
destroy it like a disease
but, although a hundred times and do not die
once my world fell into hell

coins fell in value
my masters are killed and disgrace
drifle cartridges are gone
a ring of fear is shrinking around me

I will not become a hero
now i'm digging graves
in one of them I will bury
my story

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