| The path I walk is left-handed
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| The path that I walk is cold
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| And the way that I walk is for me Through no fault of my own
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| There is blood on the moon
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| There is blood on the moon
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| I’m sorry for what I have done
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| And I’ll walk the dark and I’ll wear his mark
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| Now my race is run
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| Even though I was pure of heart
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| And even though I said my prayers at night
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| I will tear you apart
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| When the autumn moon is burning bright
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| There is blood on the moon
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| There is blood on the moon
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| I’m sorry for what I have done
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| And I’ll walk the dark and I’ll wear his mark
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| Now my race is run
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| There is blood on the moon
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| There is blood on the moon
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| I’m sorry for what I have done
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| And I’ll walk the dark and I’ll wear his mark
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| Now my race is run
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| There is blood on the moon
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| There is blood on the moon
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| I’m sorry for what I have done
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| And I’ll walk the dark and I’ll wear his mark
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| Now my race is run |