| Demon, let me remind you
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| You’ll never leave your little corridor
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| You’ll never pass those gilded doors
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| And make it to the other side
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| And demon, you will always be in
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| But your beady eyes will never see
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| Calvary
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| And although you track me down
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| Even chase me around town
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| I will always retreat to
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| A place so sweet where
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| You’re not around
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| And demon, you may dance
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| You may dine and wine
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| But your beady eyes will never see
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| Calvary
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| And at times, I’ve been your slave
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| But there’s a different story in the grave
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| And the harp is sweet
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| The angels sing, but
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| You’ll never hear the sound
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| And demon, you may travel
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| You can sail for forty nights and days
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| But your beady eyes will never see
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| Calvary
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| And demon, let me remind you
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| You’ll never leave that little corridor
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| You’ll never pass those gilded doors
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| That made Michelangelo cry
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| And demon, you always be in
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| Misery
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| But your beady eyes will never see
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| Calvary
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| But your beady eyes will never see
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| Calvary |