| Riders of the night are screaming hard upon my heels
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| Princely lords of chaos forging black and fiery wheels
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| And the mother of the earth is being widowed in my sight
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| Father of deception using wrong instead of right
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| And the moon overshadows the sun
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| And the masters of war carry on While the fools and jokers make fun
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| Oh, see them run
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| Sister of illusion bend and follow in their mould
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| Brother of opinion just remember what you’re told
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| That a weapon in a traitor’s hand will harm you twice as bad
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| Forests of indifference guaranteed to make you mad
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| And the moon overshadows the sun
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| And the masters of war carry on While the fools and jokers make fun
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| Oh, see them run
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| They can’t be playing
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| Turning me upside down (down)
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| They’ve got me praying
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| I’ll end up in the ground (oh yeah)
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| When they’ve burnt up everything
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| And killed the air for me to breathe
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| Still they would be thinking there was more they could achieve
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| Then at last they would be beaten
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| For alone they all would stand
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| Looking at each other just as if it had been planned
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| And the moon disappears with the sun
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| And the masters are masters of none
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| While the fools and the jokers are gone
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| Now they’re one
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| Oh how they run (oh)
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| They can’t be playing
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| Turning me upside down (down)
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| They’ve got me praying
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| I’ll end up in the ground
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| And the moon overshadows the sun
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| And the masters are masters of none
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| While the fools and the jokers are gone
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| Now they’re one |