| Limbo lust gluttony greed
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| Wrath heresy violence fraud
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| Treading on thin ice
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| A treacherous walk
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| Dwell on the past life
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| Mistakes that are yours
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| Now kindred spirits won’t open the doors
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| No sign of life as you drop on all fours
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| Frost bitten fingers thaws on your paws
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| Many a man roam the tundra alone
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| Sink in this quicksand you’re trapped on your own
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| Frozen with no plan and no where to go
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| No hope can’t cope
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| So what’s left for the sinner?
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| Broken rose as you wither
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| Soulless rogue as you quiver
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| Snake still a snake go slither
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| (Snake still a snake go slither snake go slither snake)
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| Limbo lust gluttony greed
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| Wrath heresy violence fraud
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| Treading on thin ice
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| A treacherous walk
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| Dwell on the past life
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| Mistakes that are mine
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| False prophets and pagan crimes
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| The brazen laid in vice
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| Sign of the times go cleanse your mind
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| Go make it right
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| Limbo lust gluttony greed
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| Wrath heresy violence fraud
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| Treading on thin ice
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| A treacherous walk
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| Dwell on the past life
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| Mistakes that are mine
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| False prophets and pagan crimes
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| The brazen laid in vice
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| Sign of the times go cleanse your mind
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| Go make it right
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| Send a condolence
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| Turn a smile to a frown
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| Face to face with the omen
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| Can’t console him the man now broken
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| Un-controlling desire to end
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| Slow your role now you’re packing on the pressure
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| Let it go don’t rise to the aggressor
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| Never ever will her ever cause terror whenever
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| Got to the tell the bredder the error he made wasn’t clever |