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Into a peaceful life
And it will come
Like a flood of pain
Pouring down on me
And it will not let up until the end is here
And it will come
Through the darkest day
In my final hour
And it will never rest until the clouds are clear
Until it finds my dreams have disappeared
My dreams disappear
I realize
You are just like me
Trying to make history
But who's to judge
The right from wrong?
When our guard is down
I think we'll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end it has to be this way