Transparent and fearless like a polar bear
From the north pole he got a cold heart
Opposition lurking in steady fear
Studied the game an icon in the art.
Good with his fist ruthless like the kray brothers
Old history, head nations against top nations
One life, no thousand deaths like cowards
Same fate, for the grass above the elephants
Born blind, we grow blind never dream sight
Great task to know where you come from
Live never to discover and know what's wright
Where you going to? Can't hit and run
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