| Time of witches, time of doom
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| In eerie darkness shadows loom
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| Long live the king who died alone
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| Long bleeds the one lamb on his throne
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| A church where madness means salvation
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| Where trials have but one result
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| A place where sorrow lasts eternal
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| Yet is reborn in God’s delight
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| Prophecy of cruel salvation
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| Story of foretold damnation
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| The mighty ones are fat and healthy
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| Cause they can eat one’s filth (they're wealthy)
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| Yet lust for more of selfish nothing
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| And hail the whore called Babylon
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| Feed the insane grinning clown
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| In my madness I will drown
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| A church where treason makes a bishop
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| Where treachery’s a noble deed
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| A place where envy rules the wicked
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| With poor dissenters worth no dime
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| The fallen souls of Heaven’s Hell
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| In deepest pits since long they dwell
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| All shall return in chains removed
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| All shall return in chains removed
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| Obsessed is mine heart grinning sleeps
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| I see him reaper as the coachman
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| Who leads astray them dead and fooled
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| Ye corpses are forlorn and lost
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| I’m lying here, my body’s broken
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| Carrions fly and vultures wait
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| To finish God’s mad work
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| To finish God’s mad work
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| Prophecy of cruel salvation
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| Story of foretold damnation
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| Feed the insane grinning clown
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| In my madness I will drown |