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Şarkı Sözleri Pollution, cain, and misery Oceans of golden mystery Armies boisterous and armies loud Portraits of a vicious crowd Talk to me, talk to me now Hey man, you're all that I have Me myself, myself and i Were born to work and born to die I have chosen my anthem of these I am proud Portraits of a divided crowd Talk to me, talk to me now