| I practice the cults on a sacred science
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| When I open up my own books of might
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| I know that our world turns around the sun
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| I’m unspoken by those who have fear of light
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| I’m the devil, I’m hellbound
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| It’s not the sun that turns around
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| They’ve built a monument of lies
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| Scientists blind faithful eyes
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| On your long way
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| Paved of your sorrows
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| Depressions appointed your way
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| You have to follow
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| For heaven just opened the gate
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| On your long way
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| Paved of your sorrows
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| Depressions appointed your way
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| You have to follow
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| For heaven just opened the gate
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| I’m seeing some visions and kind of things
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| All the tragedies of our slaves and kings
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| I saw their rising and I sensed their fall
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| But I wasn’t ever there but I know it all
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| I’m the devil, I’m hellbound
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| It’s not the sun that turns around
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| They’ve built a monument of lies
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| Scientists blind faithful eyes
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| On your long way
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| Paved of your sorrows
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| Depressions appointed your way
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| You have to follow
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| For heaven just opened the gate
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| On your long way
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| Paved of your sorrows
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| Depressions appointed your way
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| You have to follow
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| For heaven just opened the gate
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| On your long way
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| Paved of your sorrows
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| Depressions appointed your way
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| You have to follow
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| For heaven just opened the gate
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| On your long way
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| Paved of your sorrows
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| Depressions appointed your way
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| You have to follow
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| For heaven just opened the gate
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| Divine astronomy (x3) |