| Centuries of sleep, the spear of God is still
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| Waiting for you love and your will
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| The pendulum divine, weapon of cosmic kind
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| A hammer that will hit you from behind
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| Oh, the pendulum, it turns
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| It twists and churns, it burns
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| Oh, the pendulum will fly
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| It’s black and white, it’s blind
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| Oh, the pendulum is mine
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| The balance that you are, omen from the stars
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| The secrets that you hold will be told
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| Continents, they sink, the crowning of a king
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| The pendulum’s the nave of everything
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| Oh, the pendulum, it turns
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| It twists and churns, it burns
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| Oh, the pendulum will fly
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| It’s black and white, it’s blind
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| Oh, the pendulum is mine
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| Asylum, sweet home, chained and alone
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| But soon the walls will crack stone by stone
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| Fever in my brain, vengeance from the void
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| I give to you the power to destroy
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| Oh, the pendulum, it turns
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| It twists and churns, it burns
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| Oh, the pendulum will fly
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| It’s black and white, it’s blind
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| Oh, the pendulum will swing
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| Free from sin, sing
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| Oh, the pendulum is true
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| It moves and grooves, it soothes
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| Oh, the pendulum’s for fools |