| Big black wolf, clawing at your door
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| Dead mans hand, is crawling 'cross the floor
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| Witch on the horizon is brewing up a vex
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| Everyone in town is wondering who is next
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| Toothless tramp, is crawling through the mud
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| Turned in to the dead, by puffer fish blood
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| The God of the sea, is swinging his trident
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| We stoke our, fires with the bones of tyrants
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| The city trudges on
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| Under a sky as
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| Grey as the mayors heart
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| Meanest man alive, lives for a hundred years
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| Town pedophile, bathes in little girls tears
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| Ghosts of old love, are blowing through the pines
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| Nicotine babies being born with no spines
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| Gather up the children, and lead them to the cliffs
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| The anchor has been cut, and we are all adrift
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| New plague is rolling, through the slums of old town
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| And the roaches move in, as the rats have all drown
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| The city trudges on
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| Under a sky as
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| Grey as the mayors heart
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| As grey as prison bars
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| As grey as a border fence
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| As grey as a chain
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| As grey as the mayors heart
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| As grey as prison bars
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| As grey as a border fence
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| As grey as a chain |