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There's no beginning there will be no end |
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'Til every enemy becomes a friend |
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The will fall on the battlefield that we defend |
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To the cry of our nation |
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There's something in the air |
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Something strange and ever magical |
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Can you feel it in child |
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The thunder is the banging of the drums |
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We will freeze you with our stare |
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We will steal you blood and bone |
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When the Serpent Queen commands |
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She will haunt you with my moan |
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God will not save you from the throne |
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God will not save you |
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There's no beginning there will be no end |
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'Til every enemy becomes a friend |
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The will fall on the battlefield that we defend |
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To the cry of our nation |
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It's only make believe |
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It's only in the dreams of every child |
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That we learn to breathe, |
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To share our lonely prison of denial |
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We will strike at every heart, |
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That abandons us to pain |
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We will make you sing out loud |
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We will wash away your shame |
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God will not save you from the flame |
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God will not save you |
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Oh peace will come to those who wait |
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Love will fly away |
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Peace will come |
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To those who wait |
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God will not save you from the flame |
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God will not save you |
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God will not answer to your name |
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God will not save you |
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There's no beginning there will be no end |
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'Til every enemy becomes a friend |
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The will fall on the battlefield that we defend |
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To the cry of our nation |