| Nights grow dim
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| I’m soakin' wet and afraid
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| A loaded might
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| Heading towards my innocence
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| Diggin' my foxhole
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| Hiding from what can’t be hid from
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| The fright is so bright
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| It burrows through my brain
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| I’m gods favourite child 'ya know
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| Like dump I’m hading for the pit
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| A black tank in my sight
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| Is it the devil or jehova mighty?
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| Fuelled on fury
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| Searching, destroying, breeding the dead
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| I’m gods favourite child 'ya know
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| Like dump I’m hading for the pit
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| Love and romance, just a dream in the shadow of Christ
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| Devil on the red carpet singing out the pleasures of sin
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| Lust and freedom, frozen in this winter home of hell
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| Stuck in a void where dead bodies hold me warm
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| Nights grow dim
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| I’m soakin' wet and afraid
|
| A loaded might
|
| Heading towards my innocence
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| Diggin' my foxhole
|
| Hiding from what can’t be hid from
|
| The fright is so bright
|
| It burrows through my brain
|
| I’m gods favourite child 'ya know
|
| Like dump I’m hading for the pit
|
| Love and romance, just a dream in the shadow of Christ
|
| Devil on the red carpet singing out the pleasures of sin
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| Lust and freedom, frozen in this winter home of hell
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| Stuck in a void where dead bodies hold me warm
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| Deep within my soldier mind a ghost appears
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| It’s you in a white dress, dead like me
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| Time — time for the wicked
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| Now it’s time — yeah, time for the wicked
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| To ravish your souls
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| I’m gods favourite child 'ya know
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| Like dump I’m hading for the pit
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| Love and romance, just a dream in the shadow of Christ
|
| Devil on the red carpet singing out the pleasures of sin
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| Lust and freedom, frozen in this winter home of hell
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| Stuck in a void where dead bodies hold me warm |