This world can't hold us, you can't mess with soldiers
There's no cell big enough to hold us
We came to be a wrecking ball to these boulders
Know this, I ain't scared of these cobras
Over time, they've tried to just fold us
They thought they could mess with this focus
But there's no room for these locusts
'Cause real faith's belief without borders
Hold this
We yell, but no one hears
We persevere, as we approach the line
We march, for all those fears, that k...
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