| Jehovah:
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| Read in my book of lies
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| of atrocities, blood and sacrifice!
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| My temples erected in gold and bone
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| The stupid sheep turn their head to the blind!
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| Priestress:
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| And comes the winter of your life
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| The king of kings — left of your own device
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| The ones who thought to walk in light
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| will freeze to death in the endless night!
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| The angels:
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| The Goddess of the night comes!
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| 3 curses to the holy throne!
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| No regrets!
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| It’s too late!
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| The Goddess of the night comes!
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| Will ask for what have you done!
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| The father, holy ghost and son!
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| No remand…
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| The Witch:
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| The sisters murdered long ago
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| still sing their songs in my heart
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| the tunes, the pipes, the wordes, the rhymes
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| still call me through the times!
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| Jehovah:
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| Your senseless prayers I never hear
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| The sign of the cross in praise of your fear!
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| Your little belief ist just a crap
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| on the rotten body of your so-called «Christ»!
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| Priestress:
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| The blind, the crippled and the lame
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| still keep the faith in a god of disgrace
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| But a songless bird will never sing
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| to the dying glory of a bogous king!
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| The angels:
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| The goddess of the night comes!
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| 3 curses to the holy throne!
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| No regrets!
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| It’s too late!
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| The Goddess of the night comes!
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| Will ask for what have you done!
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| The father, holy ghost and son!
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| No remand…
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| The Witch:
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| The sisters murdered long ago
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| still sing their song in my heart
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| The tunes, the pipes, the words, the rhymes
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| Still call me through the times!
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| «You cut me down and I’ll leap high
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| I am the Life that never dies
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| So dance where ever you may be
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| The ruler of the dance
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| is she!»
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| The Fool:
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| And my elder sister takes me by the hand
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| and we spiral sideways to a far away land
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| In the Tempest she sings with the Ocean’s roar
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| Glowing in the Storm that the Mermaid bore!
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| Them witches calling
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| Up from the shore
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| They walk behind me
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| Through the door!
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| Oh, my youngest sister, oh where have you been?
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| Behind the moon on the other side of dream?
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| Oh, she guides me back as the raven cries
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| but we’ll meet again for to dance in the skies!
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| Jehovah:
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| I am the scum of this dark age
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| I’m the beginning and the end!
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| Oblivion takes my place
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| The frame holds just another face of death!
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| Priestress:
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| And who will count the slaughtered lifes?
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| The Burned? |
| The Tortured? |
| The Demised?
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| The Blood of the Innocent?
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| The Decline of the stolen Trinity?
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| The angels:
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| The goddess of the night comes!
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| 3 curses to the holy throne!
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| No regrets!
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| It’s too late!
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| The Goddess of the night comes!
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| Will ask for what have you done!
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| The father, holy ghost and son!
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| No remand…
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| The Witch:
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| The sisters murdered long ago
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| still sing their song in my heart
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| The tunes, the pipes, the words, the rhymes
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| Still call me through the times!
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| «You cut me down and I’ll leap high
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| I am the Life that never dies
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| So dance where ever you may be
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| The ruler of the dance
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| is she!»
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| The Endless Dance |