ShaMan - Tribal By Blood
So many times I got hereSo many times I had to bleedCrawling and waiting for my...Chance to charge in silence!Locking and loading my fateI have my flair to the windHistory waits for my name...Be engraved by my own blood!Pulsing with the landAnger boilling in the veinsAccurating my aim...Staking out for the prey!Becoming friends with the mistBecoming something else that breathesThirsty ready to take place!Indentified goalLast time to decide: Friend or foeRight now is just me and you...Heads up! Coming...!Burning wish...Your heart in my hands!Cold Desire...My prize: Your head!So many times I got hereI have my flair to the windAccurating my aim...Instinct ready to take place!Locking and loading my fateBecoming something else that breathesPulsing with the landHeads up! Comming...!Burnning wish...Your heart in my hands!Cold Desire...My prize: Your head!
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