| Well, I have met my god today
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| Came to take the throne away
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| But they’re crawling, they’re crawling, out of my head still crawling
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| New religion has been given
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| You better pray your way to heaven
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| Cause I am not a man, I am a mountain
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| Cause I am not a man, I am a mountain
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| And I am made of stone
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| Well, I have met my god today
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| Introduced him to my blade
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| But they’re crawling, they’re crawling, out of my head still crawling
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| New religion has been given
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| You better pray your way to heaven
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| Cause I am not a man, I am a mountain
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| No, I am not a man, I am a mountain
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| Looking down on what I once was, unholy son
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| I am not a man, I am a mountain
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| And I am made of stone
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| It’s not my final hour
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| Cause I am made of stone
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| New religion has been given
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| Pray your way to become heathen
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| Yes, a new religion has been given
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| You better pray your way to heaven
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| Cause I am not a man, I am a mountain
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| No, I am not a man, I am a mountain
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| Looking down on what I once was, unholy son
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| I am not a man, I am a mountain
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| And I am made of stone |