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Foretell us of the secret hosts of evil's game |
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Their names may not be spoke aloud |
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Lest they profane mortal lips and take the blame |
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From unholy darkness their attacking the heavens |
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A rage of angels descending from the skies |
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A rage of angels seen through your eyes |
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And though you've wandered from life to save you one lone angel flies |
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Defending all that's sacred hither hath we go |
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The devils pawns are on the rise |
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Foreseeking vengeance from the lives that they have known |
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Injecting thorns for peril or a snare for sin |
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The smoke is swept away as this encounter slows |
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The prince of darkness overthrown |
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The angel's rage has proved victorious as known |
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The evil underground shall threaten nevermore |
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