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(6:12)(Box/Lanzon) In the court of kings I look around My blood runs cold, I close my eyes Out of my head a vision flows I'll make the rules I need For my survival, for my survival I pull the strings, you take the glory I load the gun, you shoot me down I'm on the edge about to fall Destructive power will make you Lose your mind, use your mind Trapped inside my nightmare you are there As I turn I feel your evil stare We give our life, invest in time To only fools who take controll I spend another cold day in hell Against the odds I fight For my survival, for my survival