| The father’s son, thy kingdom come, electric ecstasy,
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| Deliver us from all the fuss and give us sanctuary.
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| Lead us all into arena, magnificent in death.
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| Well let us serenade the sinner, we’ll follow in his step.
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| White heat, red hot burns deep, white heat red hot.
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| The fury songs, venomous wrongs so rich in tragedy,
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| An overture forever more to senseless victories.
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| Give to us this day of glory the power and the kill
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| So we avoid the wrath and all the almighty fire of White heat, red hot burns deep, white heat red hot.
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| The heat’s hot burns a lot.
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| Who are not cut out to fight this day will surely fall.
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| The few who stand to take command forever and ever are men.
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| Prepare to fight, unsheathe your scythe a ghastly beam of ill
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| To slice the life with blinding light and seventh dimensional skill.
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| The centuries of dedication inherited till at last
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| For years of solar gladiation can only end in White heat, red hot burns deep, white heat red hot.
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| The heat’s hot burns a lot.
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| Who are not cut out to fight this day will surely fall.
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| The few who stand to take command forever and ever are men.
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| White heat
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| Red hot
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| White heat
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| Red hot |