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of the Walkyria,
heroes are calling my name
To Agard we'll ride on valleys of glory,
side by side.

Flames of the pride,
take my soul
I'm the son of the glory,
my

a strange object
Was captured by the Lord:
It was the Moon
So candy, so cute, so fragile.

The fourth day swamp up
And in the sea with them
The first

voices of all the heroes
that crossed these lands before you.
They ended their tragically, but their thirst for victory is still
alive and breathers

ships, the ships of the kings
He owns... your sword!

The emerald weapon, the steel of the heroes
Flow the black tears of dark angels
Your blade is now

a whole.
Or whether something hidden deep inside your soul can survive the heartache that can't help but take its toll.

How does this tale unfold?
Do heroes

blood anymore
But we've all seen each other bleed
Families aren't birthed by blood anymore
Families are two moms that agree

Two adults create wounds

We are the defenders of jazz ballet
people say, when they see us:
Hey folks! It's the saviors of jazz ballet
Fearless heroes of kick and spin

Baby,

OF FALLING STARS

Silent cries of virgins touch the heart of night
raped by the demons under painful sights
Sperm and blood and terror chaos in my head
Is

but you're never gonna leave the dome
Muhahaha
Your closet couldn't hold me
Hidden in yourself don't you act like you don't know me
Triggered by

Curse you foul beast!
Surrender or face my blade
Curse you foul beast!
Your armies will meet their fate
Against your hordes until they fall
Heroes

Eddie went to the USA to learn the ropes
Being taught by the best wrestlers from coast to coast
Mastered all the moves on his path to be a man
His

wouldn't break
If I knew that
You heart held on by a string

That's why I show up
When you need help
Even if it's bad
For myself

I'm caught inside

Chasing this DeNiro living like Casino.
Him & Al Pacino was our only heroes.
Imagine getting hundreds versus getting singles. 
Tryna stack chips like

to ignore

For cheese and wine

How could you be so fucking stupid
How could you have got it
All so wrong
Getting caught by paparazzi
In your mistress' thong

for help and so
We each grabbed a hand
Thinking we'd be heroes if we
Dragged him back home we pulled
But pulled the flesh right offa the bone

Wake up

Don't be

Don't be confused by the numbers and views
I hear a lot of me, I know you hear it too
It's cool, I pay attention too, I get it
The downside

dancers, beaten heroes, squandered artists
Refugees from those wretched lands
Where our dreams died like lovers in our hands
While outside in that new age

with that pistol
I etch-a-sketch your body boy
And I bet you that they'll miss you
But not me, oh not me
I pour x out for my heroes
But I ain't

want your heroes welcome
Don't want your introspective 
Don't want your pity wrapped in your disdain
I know you tried to warn me
You tried to stop me

plus some trauma, had me tryna figure out how to be
Happy by myself, and that shit a hurdle
I find a beat no rapper on and shit get fertile, I put
Life

on its way
In the last golden rays of twilight. 

We watched the fireworks from our water tower perch
Shot our shotguns by the river. 
We'd talk all night

are not in vain

And feet by feet
We pay the price of a mile here
Though men are falling we see Heroes rise
We face the heat
As we are fighting until

star carry on 
riverside ave all the way to imperial 
got the gift of gab puttin this down is a miracle 
never hang wit no wimps 
and all my super heroes

out of season but you're fair game now
You're dead weight but you're part of the plan
They're selling by the pound

If the market shows
The numbers grow