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Ride
To The moon and back
Fly
To the Death аnd over
Love
Till the morning comes
Die
When nobody waits

Free me
From my body’s prison
Give me
The keys to your soul
Kill me
At the heaven’s door
Leave me
On a highway to Hell

And every time I meet the winter
And еvery time I kiss the night
I feel like catching your breath again
Yeah, to the moon and back

Travel
To the nothing’s gates
Fighting
For the lands of graves
Searching
For the bloody peace
Falling
In the plague’s kiss

Put me
On the boards of scaffold
Hang me
In my mother’s temple
Hate me
For the words I say
Burn me
For the Gods I pray