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Jorge Rivera-Herrans - Six Hundred Strike Lyrics



Jorge Rivera-Herrans - Six Hundred Strike Lyrics





Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred

I don't think you seem to get it
I can't afford to die
'Cause I will get back to my son
And I will get back to my wife

For every comrade
Every one of my friends
Almost all of whom were slaughtered by your hand
Six hundred strike
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred, six hundred men

You idiot

Can't you see?
You sealed your fate just to beat me
You released my storm when you opened that bag
Blocked your one way home
Now you'll never get back

You're going to call off that storm

Or what?
You can't kill me

Exactly

Wait
Wait, ah

How does it feel to be helpless? (Argh)
How does it feel to know pain? (Ugh)
I watched my friends die in horror (ah)
Crying as they were all slain (ugh)
I heard their final moments (argh)
Calling their captain in vain (ugh)
Look what you turned me into (ah)
Look what we've become (ugh)

Enough

All of the pain that I've been through

Stop

Haven't I suffered enough?

Stop

You didn't stop when I begged you
Told me to close my heart

You

You said the world was dark

Monster

Didn't you say that ruthlessness is mercy upon our-

Alright
Please
After everything you've done
How will you sleep at night?

Next to my wife
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Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred

I don't think you seem to get it
I can't afford to die
'Cause I will get back to my son
And I will get back to my wife

For every comrade
Every one of my friends
Almost all of whom were slaughtered by your hand
Six hundred strike
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred men, six hundred
Six hundred, six hundred men

You idiot

Can't you see?
You sealed your fate just to beat me
You released my storm when you opened that bag
Blocked your one way home
Now you'll never get back

You're going to call off that storm

Or what?
You can't kill me

Exactly

Wait
Wait, ah

How does it feel to be helpless? (Argh)
How does it feel to know pain? (Ugh)
I watched my friends die in horror (ah)
Crying as they were all slain (ugh)
I heard their final moments (argh)
Calling their captain in vain (ugh)
Look what you turned me into (ah)
Look what we've become (ugh)

Enough

All of the pain that I've been through

Stop

Haven't I suffered enough?

Stop

You didn't stop when I begged you
Told me to close my heart

You

You said the world was dark

Monster

Didn't you say that ruthlessness is mercy upon our-

Alright
Please
After everything you've done
How will you sleep at night?

Next to my wife
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Writer: Jorge Rivera-Herrans
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