| I shall redeem my hungry spirit
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| I shall spit on your father’s cross
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| As they fall prey they’ll hail my return
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| Reduced to ruin, broken men, broken men
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| Now feast your eyes and look towards the sun
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| And there in the light a shadow of me
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| The tears of your daughters shall fall like rain
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| And once again I’ll tighten the chain
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| No hope shall find your haunting soul
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| You shall not rest your broken bones
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| Once I grasp I’ll hold you down
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| I’ll hold you down, broken men
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| This rusty blade shall pierce your heart
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| Your broken faith shall fall apart
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| All in an instant all turned to dust
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| All in an instant all turned to dust
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| Reducd to ruin, broken men
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| Reducd to ruin, broken men
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| Reduced to ruin, broken men
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| Reduced to ruin, broken men
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| Broken men, broken men |