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Texty: Primal Fear. Black Sun. We Go Down.

Bringin' down the enemy to his final slaughter
Ain't got no mercy, not at all
Livin' on our fantasy, they have killed our daughters
And now some heads are gonna fall

We're gonna kick 'em
Up and down the battlefield
They're gonna feel
What we went through

We go down, into the fire, no

Sticking to their agony, knowing they won't make it
We bring this battle to an end
Fighting for our liberty, getting independent
Let's spread this message to the land

We're gonna kick 'em
Up and down the battlefield
They're gonna feel
What we went through

We go down, into the fire, no
We go down, into the fire, oh

We go down, into the fire
We go down, into the fire

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on

Bringin' down the enemy to his final slaughter
Ain't got no mercy, not at all
Livin' on our fantasy, they have killed our daughters
And now some heads are gonna fall

We're gonna kick 'em
Up and down the battlefield
They're gonna feel
What we went through

We go down, into the fire, no
We go down, into the fire, oh

Welcome, welcome
Welcome to the, welcome to the fire
Welcome, welcome
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Welcome to the, welcome to the fire