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Right now, he awaits at the threshold |
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Don't let him in |
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No, don't let him in |
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Though he is dressed like the rest of us |
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He has the jackal's eyes |
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The jackal's eyes |
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Oh, the immortal is coming |
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And with him comes the storm |
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Black smoke fills the air |
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With anger as black as the cellars of hell |
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He wears your shame like a cloak made for kings |
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He wears your shame like a cloak made for kings |
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They will come like... |
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Parasites swarming in |
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Dressed in lies of normality |
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To appease the death of innocence |
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And its growing appetite |
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Abandon all hope! |
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Abandon all hope! |
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Abandon all hope! |
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Parasites swarming in |
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Dressed in lies of normality |
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To appease the death of innocence |
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And its growing appetite |
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Parasites swarming in |
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Dressed in lies of normality |
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To appease the death of innocence |
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And its growing appetite |