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We run the edge,
no turning back Ahead the shadows turn to black
The engine roars, the hammers fall We break down every standing wall
There is no rescue from the deep
The promises we could not keep
Locked in the iron grip
No mercy on this trip
Into the storm we ride
No place to run and hide
Our iron boots upon the stone
We claim the wreckage for our own
A jagged path through burning skies
To face the master of the lies
Locked in the iron grip
No mercy on this trip
Into the storm we ride
No place to run and hide
No mercy, no compromise (no mercy)