| I sowed the salt but the bitter weeds still grow
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| I fear a heaven above for the hell below
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| I wept when guilt by association started in irony
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| Avoiding its eyes bowing three times
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| I watched as hopes expire under the weight of standards I create and betray
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| One day they sunk hungry fangs into the hand that feeds
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| A hand that bleeds
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| In trying to stifle their voices
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| I bowed their limbs, they bowed my knees
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| Struck to silence by the gavel
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| Make 'em bleed for playing God
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| I sowed the salt but the bitter weeds grow
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| I fear a heaven above for the hell below
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| Hell below
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| Lost in the waves of a sea of fire
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| One million portraits to fan the flame
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| Burned in effigy
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| A fitting end to a cult of personality
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| Struck to silence by the gavel
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| Make 'em bleed for playing God
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| I sowed the salt but the bitter weeds grow
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| I fear a heaven above for the hell below
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| Called to the judgement seat
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| Eye for an eye, watch a man playing God bleed
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| Eye for an eye, watch a man playing God bleed
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| Eye for an eye, watch a man playing God bleed
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| Struck to silence by the gavel
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| Make 'em bleed for playing God
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| I sowed the salt but the bitter weeds grow
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| I fear a heaven above for the hell below
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| Turn to the last page
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| To see just how this ends
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| I fear a heaven above for the hell below
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| I fear a heaven above for the hell below (the sea of fire)
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| I fear a heaven above for the hell |