| I’ll be with them asleep or dreaming
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| I’ll be there when they wake up screaming
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| At the hour of death I will nurse them
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| To have a moment more to curse them
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| Watch the maggots crawl out of them
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| Hear the angels call above them
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| Watch them as the cold air sucks them
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| Down to hell, good night, good luck
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| Then if any should escape above me
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| Beg and cheat until they trust me
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| Drag them down to be damned with me
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| Laugh at them as they forgive me
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| Mothers eyes are sparking diamonds
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| Still the moon shows no likeness
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| Roses wither, may God deliver the rake
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| At the gates of hell tonight
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| I wish that they could walk forever
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| On the earth alone unfettered
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| Until they pray for consummation
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| Until they beg for sweat damnation
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| Then I’ll come and bring them water
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| Bring them hope, bring them laughter
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| Raise their hopes, both sad and sunken
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| Slash them up as they lie there drunken
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| Push them down into the fowl mud
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| Until they choke up on their own blood
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| Drag them out before their last breath
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| To take away the mercy of death
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| Mothers eyes are sparking diamonds
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| Still the moon shows no likeness
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| Roses wither, may God deliver the rake
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| At the gates of hell tonight |