| A black soul, black dynamite
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| Raise the dead, when the time is right
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| I went on down the road I’m on to see the dawn again
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| I feed the mouth with gasoline
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| I’m a part of a wrecking machine
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| We have come for the power to unleash the dawn of men
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| Concrete, grey, we belong
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| Separating right from wrong
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| After all said and done
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| There’s an army of one…
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| It goes on and on
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| Leave it all alone
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| On the run trying to catch me when I’m gone
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| It is rolling on
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| It goes on and on
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| And all the barricades are shattered when I’m done
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| When we were kings, all that we feel
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| On our throne
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| No more beggars could steal
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| Feel it,
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| The race for the crown is going on again
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| I seal the seven sacraments
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| A new religion for the cold and the damned
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| Full steam ahead to get that prophecy fulfilled
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| Raise your dead from the sleep
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| There’s a sacrament to keep
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| After all dead and gone
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| There’s an army of one…
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| It goes on and on
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| Leave it all alone
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| On the run trying to catch me when I’m gone
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| It is rolling on
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| It goes on and on
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| And all the barricades are shattered when I’m done
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| A full resurrection through purgatory
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| Another halo of hypocrisy
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| Renew the walls of the grave once again
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| And here we go again
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| It goes on and on
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| Leave it all alone
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| On the run trying to catch me when I’m gone
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| It is rolling on
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| It goes on and on
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| And all the barricades are shattered when I’m done
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| I’m the sinner! |