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The Broken Ones - Lord of the Lost
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The Broken Ones Lord of the Lost

The Broken Ones - Lord of the Lost
Arise my friend, we're nearly late
Still drunk as lords at ten past eight
Since fortune fled we're creeping back
To skies that we once knew
From blue to black
From blue to black

Through damnation we run
With two broken legs
And we find a refuge in our halo's crack
Trying to change the whole world
Hearts replaced with stones
We're not the heroes, my friend
We are the broken ones

Get up my friend, it's not too late
We have a cause, we can control our fate
Wipe off the dirt and feign a smile
At least just for a while, just for a while

Through damnation we run
With two broken legs
And we find a refuge in our halo's crack
Trying to change the whole world
Hearts replaced with stones
We're not the heroes, my friend
We are the broken ones
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