| Now we, awake, bathed in glowing white
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| Anticipation gripping with this morning’s promised sights
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| One had come up missing while we rubbed our weary eyes
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| We wonder where our father could have been throughout the night
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| Captured, we watch you
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| Writhing to escape
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| Exposed, exposed, for all your crooked ways
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| Captured, we watch you
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| Writhing to escape
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| So save your breath
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| We celebrate this ending to your reign
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| Your look, it betrays you
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| You’ve no excuse to claim
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| 10 AM, it came and went as we waited and we waited for
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| The smell of harlots fume, exuding from your skin
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| One last seduction
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| 'Twas the night before you met your end
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| Captured, we watch you
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| Writhing to escape
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| Exposed, exposed, for all your crooked ways
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| Captured, we watch you
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| Writhing to escape
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| So save your breath
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| We celebrate this ending to your reign
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| You want to sow all your seeds in dirty deeds
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| But retribution’s coming like four black steeds
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| His justice cometh quickly for the secrets in your sleeves
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| For indiscretions wrought on this Holiday’s eve
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| Wrought on this Holiday’s eve |