| Once I heard a serpent remark
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| «If you try to evoke the spark
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| You can fly through the dark with a red midnight raven
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| To rule the battleground»
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| So I drew my sword and got ready
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| But the lamb ran away with the crown
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| So I drew my sword and got ready
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| But the lamb ran away with the crown
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| Though the beast within me’s a liar
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| He made me glow with a strange desire
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| And I rode on the fire, with a blue sacred opal
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| To bless the battleground
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| But I turned to see its reflection
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| And the lamb ran away with the crown
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| But I turned to see its reflection
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| And the lamb ran away with the crown
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| Once a demon lived in my brow
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| I screamed and wailed and I cursed out loud
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| And I sailed through the clouds on ten crested cardinals
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| To guard my battleground
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| (repeat to fade out)
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| But I laughed so hard I cried
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| And the lamb ran away with the crown
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| But I laughed so hard I cried
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| And the lamb ran away with the crown |