Cult Of The New Beat - text

We are here to claim the throne
and not a single one of you can hold us down
So step up and face the duce
Expanding vigilante moves will have no use so listen

You've got no chance to win at all
when you ride amongst selfrighteous sinners

you you cheat you liar
You can't keep this heart beat down
The Hope, The Flame, this awfull game,
the beat in deed is hammering on!

You wanna go? Too slow!
You're disgusting me
Is this the man and the scene that you swore to be?
You've got the flow? Oh No!
Praise Hypocracy!
You ain't worth shit and can never reach up to me

I'll bear the torch, the spear, the agony
Don't play it tough 'cause we both know that you are scared of me
You wanna go? Hell No!
Ride your fantasy
You may got there first but you're still a tragic parody!

You've got no right to drop the fall
when you've lost against excellent winners

You, you cheat you liar
You can't keep this heartbeat down
The Hope, The Flame, this awfull game,
the beat in deed is hammering on!
You my friend my lover
must fight 'till the end of time
Deny defeat and don't retreat
'cause hearts like that keeps the fire (true 'till death!)

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