Appetite for destruction

Forgot all of my mistakes and failures, my axe is cold
Half way through medieval, therefore I realize
Man, it’s the determination, rides the train to the Heaven or to the Hell 

Evolve with electronic junk, is the name of battle
And it doesn’t feel so ashamed to crawl together as a snail

It’s a mighty long way down the dusty trail
All the way from KUET


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