For your honor You will slaughter Every one of your daughters It's you who should be slaughtered Terror grips the steel with hunger Thirsting to avenge it's soiled pride I see a mad man You take their lives away as they sleep The blade kisses at their

When I lived in the woods, Everything was alright. As I breathe in time To be where I was, And if I need you, Baby, give me all your love. To find the time, We'll never see

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Someday, baby When the blood runs cold in my veins This is a mean ole' world Baby, to live in all by yourself I said a mean, mean, mean ole' world To live in all by yourself When you can't get the woman you're loving Because she's loving somebody else I

Hold on, hold on 'Cause an empty room can be so loud It's too many tears to drown them out So hold on, hold on When you love someone, and they break your heart Don't give up on love have faith to restart Just hold on, hold on 'Cause there's more to life

A man I'll never be You look up at me And somewhere in your mind you see If only I could find a way I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am And it gets harder every day for me To hide behind this dream you see If I said what's on my mind You'd turn

And wild is the wind Wild is the wind You touch me I hear the sound of mandolins You kiss me With your kiss my life begins All things to me Don't you know you're life itself Like a leaf clings to a tree

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