| As they search for blood
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| All eyes descend on one
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| Honest man in chains
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| But that don’t matter anyway
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| My judgment day
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| My flesh will feed the demon
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| No trial, no case for reason
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| I’ve been chosen to pay with my life
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| Mad men define what mad is
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| Turning witches and saints to ashes
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| Rising masses marching to find
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| Heretic blood
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| Impose your will on me
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| Until fire sets me free
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| The flames of hell burn bright
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| My fate decided by their lies
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| Final demise
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| My flesh will feed the demon
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| No trial, no case for reason
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| I’ve been chosen to pay with my life
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| Mad men define what mad is
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| Turning witches and saints to ashes
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| Rising masses marching to find
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| Heretic blood
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| Please don’t leave me
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| Please don’t leave me, like this
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| I’ve walked a fragile line
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| And I’ve fallen down
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| Please don’t leave me
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| My flesh will feed the demon
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| No trial, no case for reason
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| I’ve been chosen to pay with my life
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| Mad men define what mad is
|
| Turning witches and saints to ashes
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| Rising masses marching to find
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| Heretic blood |