| Drive us by pitchfork to caves by the sea
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| Atop the mountain, under cities
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| We are monsters, we are older than men
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| Yes, we are Gorgons and we will have our revenge
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| Frighten their children by speaking our name
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| Epoch and eon, it’s always the same
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| We are monsters, but we will no longer run
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| We are the cyclops and our time has come
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| This world was ours before it had ever known men
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| Soon it will be ours again
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| Grant them their tales of their forefather’s glory
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| For soon it will be ours again
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| Atop the buttress the gargoyle sits
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| The fragile foundation crumbles to bits
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| We are monsters and they are but men
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| Behold the Colossus rises again!
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| This world was ours before it had ever known men
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| And soon it will be ours again
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| Grant them their tales of their forefather’s glory
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| For soon it will be ours again
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| This world was ours before it had ever known men
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| And soon it will be ours again
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| Soon it will be ours again |