| Warriors — yeah, yeah yeah
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| Warriors — yeah, yeah yeah
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| Warriors beware the night of a thousand angels — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Warriors beware the eyes of the living dead — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Hey what you doing, show your face you’re not welcome around here
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| You looking for trouble, better get out this ain’t your side of town
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| Caught in the crossfire, wheeling dealers asking more for the pound
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| You’re in a state of madness; |
| there ain’t no space round for anything real
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| Warriors beware the night of a thousand angels — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Warriors beware the eyes of the living dead — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Strange lights in the distance, maybe they’ve landed, maybe they’re here
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| No go out in the desert, the heat is on, but who knows the truth
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| Stands and faces sunset, the evening sky goes red with the dust
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| Hell’s bells are ringing out there — the last in line will reap the harvest you
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| sow
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| Warriors beware the night of a thousand angels — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Warriors beware the eyes of the living dead — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Legions of the dark stand tall in the face of your enemy
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| Legions of the dark stand tall in the face of death
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| The sign on the street says paradise; |
| I think I’ll take a ride
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| Hey man where’s the rainbows end?
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| All the cats round here are blind as bats
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| But the roads have eyes
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| Hey man that’s weird
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| Warriors beware the night of a thousand angels — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Warriors beware the eyes of the living dead — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Legions of the dark stand tall in the face of your enemy
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| Legions of the dark stand tall in the face of death
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| Warriors beware the night of a thousand angels — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Warriors beware the eyes of the living dead — yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Warriors! |
| Warriors! |
| Warriors! |
| Warriors! |