| The priest looks so malicious,
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| The eastern sky the rising sun,
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| Claws outstretched to meet the morning.
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| Many will die before the day is done.
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| They are many,
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| They are evil,
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| They shall destroy
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| They will drag your soul
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| Down into hell.
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| People tell me I’ll be alright,
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| Soon I will be well,
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| But I’m at the edge of damnation,
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| Looking into the mouth of hell.
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| Again I’m falling now I’m back here.
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| All around me I can see,
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| Bodies writhing, screaming, crying,
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| People dying in agony.
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| Demon army, desecrating,
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| Everything they see.
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| Black rats scuttle through
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| The debris of the slaughter,
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| Feasting on the flesh of humanity.
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| Death’s black shadows drawing nearer,
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| They are upon me now.
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| I have tried so hard to get back home,
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| But I can’t remember how.
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| Now I’m taken,
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| So fast downwards,
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| Please someone help me
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| They’re dragging my soul down into hell.
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| People told me I’d be alright,
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| But I knew time would tell.
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| I am taken into damnation,
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| The very pits of hell. |