| Curse them here they come again,
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| Sending more to the slaughter,
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| Thanks to mortal hands,
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| These walls do stand (do stand),
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| Held strong by fate,
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| No one gets out alive (they're dead now),
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| Their only true chance now,
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| Is to surrender (their soul)
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| Cut down by knives, trampled by hordes,
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| They will falter after the fall,
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| They beg for death, with their last breath,
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| They beg for death
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| Cut down by knives, trampled by hordes,
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| They will falter after the fall,
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| They beg for death, with their last breath,
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| They beg for death
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| Curse them here they come again,
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| Can they not hear my laughter (my laughter),
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| With this struggle they cause,
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| Will only postpone their slaughter,
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| Thanks to mortal hands,
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| These walls do stand (do stand),
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| Held strong by fate,
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| No one gets out alive
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| Cut down by knives, trampled by hordes,
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| They will falter after the fall,
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| They beg for death, with their last breath,
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| They beg for death
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| Cut down by knives, trampled by hordes,
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| They will falter after the fall,
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| They beg for death, with their last breath,
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| They beg for death
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| Through pain and salvation,
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| They will get out alive,
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| They blame leaders that lead them,
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| Yet they’ve been lead so blind
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| Cut down by knives, trampled by hordes,
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| They will falter after the fall,
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| They beg for death, with their last breath,
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| They beg for death
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| Cut down by knives, trampled by hordes,
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| They will falter after the fall,
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| They beg for death, with their last breath,
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| They beg for death |