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I am the man that defends all things profane |
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6000 years is the time that I shall reign |
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And with a grin drank the blood of holy swine |
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Impurity made the blood turn into wine |
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Chorus: |
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Machine Head |
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Old man, dead hand |
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If only their insanity |
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The lie feeds off their greed |
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Jesus wept |
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I am the pain that feeds off your weakness |
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A sickening born of hate, not of the blessed |
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And with the time I will crush all things you prey |
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Destroying all from the known to the arcane |
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Burn my eyes and try to blind me |
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Bury me so they won't find me |
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Try to suck my power empty |
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Got no crown of thorns on me |
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So burn my eyes and try to blind me |
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Bury me so they won't find |
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Try to suck my power dry |
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You got no crown of thorns on me |
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Chorus |
