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Chains of Red Rain
We where leaders when the believers came
We where fortune certain hurting for pain
Driving the masses insane
Claiming hell as our own making our home
now all I ask is what do we do I never can do
Cost to Cast the iron to you
Cost to Cast and carry it through
We where dealers before we met fame, found our fortune lost our names
what's the pointing of the message teach me all my hard earned lessons
I'm sorry hurry worry and through
making the grave dirt like new
weaker people what do you do
weaker people what do you do