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You, you've never stepped out of your way
You've always been right
You've never inclined your style of life...

Drag, your chore is burning you from inside
Blackening out pride
Try, why shouldn’t you go out to fight?

A choice of masters is not freedom
Choice you make will be your own
The road you take is full of sadness
At the end you'll see the hope

Hear, uncertainty tempts you to stay the slave
Weakness, behind your back
Is winning wars within your dreams
Fear is whispering - there’ll be no compromise
You courage decays
Try, unknown is one step away from you
Your back is

A choice of masters is not freedom
Choice you make will be your own
The road you take is full of sadness
At the end you'll see the hope

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