| In the dunes of Egyptian sand
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| In the cities and small towns
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| The word goes from land to land
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| The dawn of enlightenment is here
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| Oh, blessed the children of doom
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| As they dance on the meadows
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| Oh, poet and merchant and witch
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| You know the master is here
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| Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer rising
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| The caravan reaches the port
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| And they sail down the river
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| To praise and witness the birth
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| Of the king the one that will come
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| Black worship in church and home
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| Seek their way to power
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| And free them from chains of Rome
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| To shout the name of the Lord
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| Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer rising
|
| In the dunes of Egyptian sand
|
| In the cities and small towns
|
| The word goes from land to land
|
| The dawn of enlightenment is here
|
| Oh, blessed the children of doom
|
| As they dance on the meadows
|
| Oh, poet and merchant and witch
|
| You know the master is here
|
| Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer rising |