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cause
All my pain
There is iron
In the things you say
Her face makes imprints
In the rain
At the end
Who's to blame?
So bring your passport
To dinner
We

Yeah
Jube
Yah yah
Who?... jube
Yeah jube yah yeah
Slang that iron keep that rocket
Yah yah
Slang that iron
Keep that rocket on your shoulder
223 Gon

from afar
Come close, stroke the erosion
Iron bruises, timeless scars
Concrete, Louis Kahn
Monoliths against the blue
Balanced on the patient ground

an island and no ones alone
No one is better without a home
I could head out tomorrow and face the unknown
But iron and iron makes us stronger than stone

Gold head and silver chest
Bronze thighs and iron calves
Cyrus brought down Babylon
Rome succeeded Macedon
Though highest strength of all
Split before

raised in anger much more often than not

Go now dandelion you're growing up through a crack in your life
Your roots are made of iron and against the odds

Given by the lady of the lake
Drawn by the king of the land
Able to slice iron as though wood
Just victory is at hand

Wielded by the master

the flight,
open wings in the sky.

in
the morning breath,
the chimneys stacks,
drop my tears
fill up my ears,
freeze my fears.
honking iron shuttles hold me

I made it out of this ring of fire
all on my own
and if you think that I'm made of iron
well, you'd be wrong

I took my self to the funeral pyre

the case
The metal on your mouth
Kisses, iron taste

Multiplying, mass education
All there is, all erased
So so heavy, hard to carry
The living dead will eat

the undertaker
He did mighty well
Donatin' an old iron casket 
That he'd never been able to sell

And the funeral procession, it wasn't much
For grace

Words fall out as I bleed
Iron taste upon my tongue
Is it what I've said or I've done?
A throbbing in my chest
It's always me
The truth drips out like my

Nous n'irons plus au bois,
Les lauriers sont coupés,
La belle que voilà
Ira les ramasser.

Entrez dans la danse,
Voyez, comme on danse,
Sautez,

the war at hand

Iron will, forged in the fire
To the wastelands of Helheim, the warrior conquers

Yielding not to weakness or hunger
The warrior’s path is

Years of war, still not free
This great storm, it calls me
Sharpened claws and iron teeth
Like flames of hell, it now burns
I stand strong and fit

Storming 'cross the land on their twisted feet
Looking for brains and looking for meat
Rusted iron hanging from their belts
To stick in your chest

And I roll independent
Im a baker
With a death wish
And I roll independent
Crook
Iron cross
Grinds across
Kinked up rail
I scrape my tail
Im not regular

soaked in blood
Death beholds this night
Yet battle rages hard
Surrender won't come easy
 
The sound of steel
Cutting through flesh
These Iron tracks

Goo uh huh yeah
If it comes to it uh ima slang that iron uh if it
Come to it uh ima let's go
If it comes to it uh ima slang that iron uh if it come

You caught me but I'll flip the script
You know I like to hide behind the skin
Shredded tears have built this iron-made heart
Made for one, not two

our town.
In our town. We grew up with, with rusted iron art. In our town.
In our town. We look but we can not see.

No I can't see, I can't see a tree

you are fine, everything will end well, we are not made of iron, we are human , and at the end of the tunnel, there will be a great light, I love you,

Races dust, final stand
Fate's decree, soldiers' hearts
Iron will, glory calls
Embrace the storm, downing storm
Races dust, final stand
Fate's decree,

Paved in iron, barren earth
In a hundred years no remains
Starts anew, a vicious cycle
Prey for the never ending snake
Slave machine for money