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Hangman to all mankind |
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Make your peace |
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For mother earth lays on her deathbed |
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Death's rattle echoes |
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What pale beast |
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Lurks in the shadow |
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Great lover revelling in pox |
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That feeds on filth |
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God's old snake |
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We ask for a sign |
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A revelation |
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A vision of hell |
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or blood from stone |
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We have been to the ends of the earth |
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Slouched towards Bethlehem |
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With daggers drawn |
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So take your bitter pill and wait until dawn |
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The pound of flesh |
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Tithe of princes |
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Wine of salvation |
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We are searching |
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The golden redeemer |
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Who wrote the word of the devil |
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In the veins of man |
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If there is a watcher under the earth |
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Wake him from his fateless sleep |
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Through the glorious voids of heaving earth |
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Souls of fire, release me |
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I have stood at the top of the world |
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Shook the four winds and called your name |
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Walked dusty paths on holy hills |
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Gazed upon black effigies and pressed holy flesh |