Belief

Our brothers they all know us, they'll kill at

our request,

they are duty bound to do so, they know we are the

best.

My brother has a story he would like to tell you

all,

about our life of fighting we must win or

fall.

My sister she knows we can die any

day,

fighting is our game and we love to

play.

In a room of pleasure we remain the

same,

The room of pain is where we play our

game.

So you can stop your wondering, and open your

eyes,

We got nothing to lose, no family no

ties.

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