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[Intro:] ' |
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Megeddo's |
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Gateway.' |
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Hunter of the silent darkness-- |
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Mighty steel leviathan, |
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Rise from your nocturnal vigil-- ' |
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Davey Jones' the time has come. |
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Send spitting fires and roaring thunder--instigate |
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Poseidon's wrath, |
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Unleash the terrors of the deep uncertain of the aftermath. |
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Attack is the best form of defense--fingers on a keyboard play, |
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When genocide's a numbered sequence death is but a breath away. |
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I. I hear sirens screaming-- |
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C. See lightning rip the sky, |
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B. Be afraid my darling-- |
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M. Embrace me as we die. |
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Dark clouds gather (tensions mounting)--current tides are making waves, |
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They navigate a sea of tears--above them storms in tea-cups rage. |
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Only Jonah 'neath the ocean witnesses the damage done, |
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But can't turn back the hands of time--none can unload a smoking gun. |
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I. I hear sirens screaming-- |
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C. See lightning rip the sky, |
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B. Be afraid my darling-- |
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M. Embrace me as we die. |
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The lords of |
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Fleet Street speculate--as noble statesmen mediate, |
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They tread on thin ice cracked by hate--one slip could spell disaster. |
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We gave you power to decide--but now you gamble with our lives, |
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We've all been taken for a ride--next stop the hereafter. |
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These implements of science-friction-- |
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Are the pawns of power play, |
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By splitting hairs and splitting atoms-- |
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They'll kill us all the 'new-clear' way. |
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Entice us through |
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Megeddo's gateway on this final exodus, |
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As flesh is turned to ash and vapour by the fires of 'terminus.' |
