Death is
but to cease to be the same
There's plenty of men to die, don't jump your turn
And they asked me: "What is it that lies behind the stars?"
I want to run til my feet don't touch the ground
I'm running 'cause I can't fly
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I know my call despite my faults and despite my growing fears
Fight like you've never lost
There's plenty of men to die, don't jump your turn
And they asked me: "What is it that lies behind the stars?"
I want to run til my feet don't touch the ground
I'm running 'cause I can't fly
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I know my call despite my faults and despite my growing fears
Fight like you've never lost
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