| A crumbling empire
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| Where angels fear to tread
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| Into the ruins of a civilization
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| A society ripped to shreds
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| No semblance of order
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| To the world which I abjure
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| Where the bloody blade is forged
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| Am I the cause or the cure?
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| Our destiny is soon revealed
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| Battlestrewn no way to heal
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| We spread the wings of failure
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| For the world’s last goodnight
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| Downfall!
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| In the flames of the burning lands
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| Who claims to have the upper hand?
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| Bonfire of the vanities and spite
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| Like Sodom & Gomorrah
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| Forsaken and alone
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| Look how the mighty all have fallen
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| We reap what we have sewn
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| When all the marble palaces
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| Are blackened sacked and burned
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| Will we understand man’s ignorance
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| Through all the lessons learned
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| Our destiny is soon revealed
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| Battlestrewn no way to heal
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| We spread the wings of failure
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| For the world’s last goodnight
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| Downfall!
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| In the flames of the burning lands
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| Who claims to have the upper hand?
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| Bonfire of the vanities and spite
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| Vanities and spite
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| Fall!
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| Fall!
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| Fall!
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| Downfall!
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| Fall!
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| Fall!
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| Fall!
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| Downfall!
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| Solo Gary Holt
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| So quick to claim the credit due
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| Yet no one takes the blame
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| Like Nero played his violin
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| While watching rome in flames
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| Implosion of our nations through
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| Decisions of its kings
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| Downfall of our creation
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| It’s the end of everything
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| Our destiny is soon revealed
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| Battlestrewn no way to heal
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| We spread the wings of failure
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| For the world’s last goodnight
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| Downfall!
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| In the flames of the burning lands
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| Who claims to have the upper hand?
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| Bonfire of the vanities and spite
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| Our destiny is soon revealed
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| Battlestrewn no way to heal
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| We spread the wings of failure
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| For the world’s last goodnight
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| Downfall!
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| In the flames of the burning lands
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| Who claims to have the upper hand?
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| Bonfire of the vanities and spite |