| From the dawn of time, the end has been foretold
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| The Cloud of Hell on the horizon
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| The Bird of Armageddon, the Harbinger of Dom
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| Was slain, but has risen once again
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| His heartbeat heard, from beyond the grave
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| He feels the blood flow in his veins
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| Once again, he takes to flight
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| He comes to claim his throne
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| He was taken prisoner, and brought before the court
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| Chained and shackled in the darkness
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| The Judge has risen, now rading out the charge
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| His mocking laugh echos around
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| The jury listens, twelve just men and true
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| Their verdict waiting to be found
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| Justice calls, he must face his crimes
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| He vows that he will break his chains
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| The Judge’s eyes reflect the flames of Hell
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| The Jester’s on the throne
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| «You have been brought here today
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| To face the charges that have been levelled against you
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| Before the jury considers their verdict
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| I ask you to state, before all these people here present
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| How do you plead?»
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| «Guilty!»
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| Flying free, lightning cracks the sky
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| He leaves behind his broken chains
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| His fortress stands on the edge of time
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| And he regains his throne
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| Judge not
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| Judge not lest you yourself be judged |