Iíve died to quick and have reborn a 144.000 times,
Iíve got a 144.000 rhymes.
Iím from where fights is born, Iím from where nights is torn.
Iím from the ingredients spit from the sun,
Iíve formed an allegiance with the number 1.
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The winner of this eye,
This is wat itís been dreamed by.
Drive by what it is believed by.
Iíve taken on the lightness of love,
the horror of hate,
the hell of here and the wonder of the whereafter,
Iíve disearned the disaster,
And drink Dom Perignon in Armageddion.
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