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Текст с Bandcamp’а: “A thousand times before I’ve made the hour trip Through the sheltered wooded hills, then westward to the pit A pilgrimage of sort since the year of ‘96 Never have I been known to forego of a chance like this As day turned to night we saw the skyline as it rose We took now to the streets as we hastened our approach Others waved their flag, the journey’s end was near But never could we have know that this night would live on for years Respect is earned from actions in hard times But after what you displayed never will you hold mine History repeated, I’ve seen it happen before From icons grow egos, then we’ll see what you stand for My stomach began to turn all but half way through the night As a crowd began to form I knew that something wasn’t right In one swift move the battle lines were drawn And the message was loud and clear as to which side you were on The scene looked familiar as you’ve been here before The name you remembered well but the faces are a blur You were quick to catch a breath as you stumbled through your words But there’s nothing you had to offer that we hadn’t already heard So when the evening’s end had come and you made your retreat Were you to scared of a fight or to proud for defeat As a crowd formed to wait on fair and level ground Much to our dismay you were nowhere to be found credits from Purgatory, Quebec, released October 1, 2010“
