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(The putting to death to the twisted souls the Duke had changed with his evil power.) |
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In the caves, slaves in chains, no release, |
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From the Duke and his power |
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Haunting sight, mesmerized, bastardized, |
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Get ready the pyres |
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Staring eyes, victimized, hypnotized |
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All out of their minds |
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Find the all, hark the call, till their souls |
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Are cleansed by our fire |
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Hopeless ones, they were wronged, it's to be, |
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A murdering night |
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Quell the pain, the mad insane, you know they feel |
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No wrong and no right |
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Steel your heart, to tear apart, devils work |
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No mercy for life |
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Pleading hads, let nothing stand, hunt them down, |
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Grind their ashes to dust |
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Can't you see, it has to bee, to scour the land, |
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To rid our world, of the scourge, of the damned, |
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We're hunting the damned |
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We will never be the same, we are all, |
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Hunting the damned |
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We shall carry alll the sham, we are all |
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Hunting the damned |
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They once were men, they were free, they were cahnged, |
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Now no better than dogs |
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From one poor soul, a name is called, he's recognized, |
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His body all torn |
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In the pit, the flames caress, his memories |
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Of a life before |
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Reaching out, he tries to stand, a human torch |
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His life at an end |
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Can't you see, it has to bee, to scour the land, |
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To rid our world, of the scourge, of the damned, |
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We're hunting the damned |
