Tekstovi: Soilwork. A Predator´s Portrait.

A lesson in democracy, I will never never be, A servant of a moral standard, a rebel soul for the free, I scream and I burn, I deny what I've learned, Can't fight what's inside, on this blasphemous ride, Here I stand!

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Cause he will remain, will remain the same, he's a part of the game, and he will remain

As i cry for more, The angels burn their core, Let the evil saints have their way, When I'm heading for oblivion, Acheiving my goals in every way, In malicious ways I hail the insane, Nevertheless my broken promises, I scream and I burn, I deny what i've learned, Can't fight what's inside, on this blasphemous ride, Here i fall!

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Now, take a look at the predator's portrait
Cause these walls are closing in!
Now, take a look at the predator's portrait
Cause these walls come tumbling down

Come watch me bleed one more time! No substitute left to find! All that I hear is what I preach! A mighty soul is what i keep!

I step on the face who's dragging me down, Fed up with the precious talk, Like a sinner revealing himself again, Now he's down and out, and ready to strike, he's ready to strike, he's ready to strike, to clear his very inside

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