| Your lay your head down to sleep
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| And pray to your lord your soul he keeps
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| Hope that he answers all your pleas
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| A sinner like you ON YOUR KNEES
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| How long can you keep pretending
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| You can’t live by the rules you’re bending
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| All your prayers do no good
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| When you don’t do what you should
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| LUCIFER LIVES it’s no illusion
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| Your mind is in confusion
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| Thoughts denied all come true
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| When he takes your soul from you
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| Will you writhe and take his turn
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| But you have doubts not born to burn
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| Or will you choose the right hand turn
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| Goat of mendes standing by firm
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| No time left to pray and kneel
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| Open wounds will never heal
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| Your beliefs I’ll always spill
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| Shut them down and now you’re ill
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| Tears on your pillow so ashamed
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| Of what’s going on inside your brain
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| Thoughts above becoming maimed
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| Take the plunge play the game
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| You will write and take his turn
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| I have no doubts you were born to burn
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| No one chooses the right hand turn
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| Goat of mendes standing by firm
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| You’re walking through darkness
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| No need to look behind
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| The gates are open for you
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| You’re welcome here inside
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| No more listening to reason
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| No more asking why
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| Just accept what you are given
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| No more guilt ridden sighs RIGHT
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| Time turning tolling bells
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| You’re learning what I tell
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| Deceiving but not lies
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| Retrieving alibis
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| I laugh hearing you cry
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| Fire bath you want to die
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| Sizzling flesh and burning cells
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| Living dead for the god of Hell
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| You lay your head down to sleep
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| And pray to your lord your soul to keep
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| Hope that he answers all your pleas
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| A sinner like you ON YOUR KNEES |