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My heroes dress in black. Well I know my soul is on fire, As I turn this withered shade of gray. And I find, on my way to death and happiness, That my heroes, my heroes dress in black. So I pray to my god for salvation, As I suffer these wicked outlaw ways. And I turn to those I pass upon my reckoning Cuz my heroes, my heroes dress in black. I'll shoot you down. Your lord I forsake. Forgivenesss for all, my soul be saved. My heroes dress in black. My heroes dress in black. My heroes dress in black. My heroes dress in black. My heroes dress in black. My heroes dress in black.
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