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Stony and grey is the whore |
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And long are the days in the morgue |
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Where god is a wall |
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Where god is a wall to look upon |
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Legions and hordes |
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The seas have been torn |
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And buildings remain where they fall |
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And I solemnly walk |
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Through legions and hordes |
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A dark mass of infidels |
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Long is the howl at the end |
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A cry from the tail echoing |
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And fools reverberate |
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And fools reverberate and carry on... |
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What have they done to themselves? |
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Look what have they done to themselves |
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If you don't learn to leave this thing alone |
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You'll never get to see the sun again |
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You won't come out on top |
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The seed is sown |
