Raised Fist - Peak Lyrics
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Peak
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What Are The Lyrics For Peak By Raised Fist?
A rift of anger passes my remembrance
An outburst of hate rips my mind once again I know about your request to retain your respect (...) Like a mighty marauder you're infuriate yourself into vengeance You must feel sick when you look at yourself in the mirror. You're intoxicating your own mind with other mistakes. My oration will be your ordeal not a secret I won't reveal my misgivings turned out to be true The lethal rash on me was you. In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship. In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship. You must feel sick when you look at yourself in the mirror. You're intoxicating your own mind with other mistakes. I'm looking for a way out to the top of my dreams With reckless violence a world without domination. Can you hear this song, this song that I'm singing It's about you dropping your gloves but still I'm not swinging. Your hate is something I cannot measure. I will never bend for the pleasure of pressure. My oration will be your ordeal not a secret I won't reveal my misgivings turned out to be true The lethal rash on me was you. In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship. In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship. |
Who Wrote Peak By Raised Fist?
Alexander Rajkovic, Alexander Hagman Rajkovic
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What's The Duration Of The Peak By Raised Fist?The duration of Peak is 2:30 minutes and seconds. |
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