For once in their life, they have the will to fight.
Ignore, alright, they look to bite.
As long, as what, they look down proud.
When they lost their souls, they went to town.
Chained in the Pit, it hurts the most.
A hurricane like energy, that hits the coast.
At last, they're last, they spent their last dime.
A Souless Crew that relies on fines.
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