| With a heavy heart and a black mark on my soul
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| This burden’s a bastard that we have all known
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| In a world without heroes just abandoned thrones
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| All is gone, all is gone
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| While gangs of the ignorant extol their intolerance
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| Sweeping the streets while preaching their nonsense
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| Your soul is on fire, your world is in flames
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| What a shame, what a shame
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| To behold this act’s getting old
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| Pack up the tents and send the circus home
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| Move it on down the line, a catastrophic pantomime
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| The last to know, the first in line time after time
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| Life in a pile of ashes
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| Plight of the vile and disastrous
|
| While gangs of the ignorant extol their intolerance
|
| Sweeping the streets while preaching their nonsense
|
| Your soul is on fire, your world is in flames
|
| What a shame, what a shame
|
| To behold this act’s getting old
|
| Pack up the tents and send the circus home
|
| Move it on down the line, a catastrophic pantomime
|
| The last to know, the first in line time after time
|
| Life in a pile of ashes
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| Plight of the vile and disastrous
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| While you’re praying for a savior
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| Anticipating, awaiting their failure
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| Cross the t’s and dot the i’s
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| Another Christ to crucify
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| These filthy hands and guilty eyes
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| Blind concubine
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| With a heavy heart and a black mark on my soul
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| This burden’s a bastard that we have all known
|
| In a world without heroes just abandoned thrones
|
| All is gone, all is gone
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| With a heavy heart and a black mark on my soul
|
| This burden’s a bastard that we have all known
|
| In a world without heroes just abandoned thrones
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| All is gone, all is gone |