| The time of frozen will
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| The sign of poisoned skill
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| The curse of evil men trough the valley of the darkness
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| No rest for evil inside
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| No rest for the devil beside
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| To restrained last of me and my sorrow
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| Near by to the path — of the righteous man
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| The path of the righteous man, the path of the righteous man
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| In light years of the deep
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| In holy comforts sleep
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| In the kingdom of the blind the one-eyes are kings
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| No rest for evil inside
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| No rest for the devil beside
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| To restrained last of me and my sorrow
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| Near by to the path — of the righteous man
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| The path of the righteous man, the path of the righteous man
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| No one would have believed, that last disturbing sight
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| No one could have dreamed, humans hold on tight
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| The work is done so far — an urban social jar
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| The silence of the deep — is bounded to pay heed
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| In the timeless worlds of space
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| In a void without trace
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| In a land of wounded souls, falling from grace
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| No rest for evil inside
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| No rest for the devil beside
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| To restrained last of me and my sorrow
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| Near by to the path — of the righteous man
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| The path of the righteous man, the path of the righteous man |