| I’ve had this alarming vision inside my head
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| Since you came questioning the words I said
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| Your fierce accusations sure took me by surprise
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| And the writing on the wall spelled sacrifice
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| Been ordered to come to my senses
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| Before this manhunt commences
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| The fear of your false intuition
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| Sends shivers down my spine
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| ‘Cause I have seen how you’ve dealt with
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| Solitary friends of mine
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| You’ve burned their skin
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| and disfigured faces, entrails
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| This torments persistent
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| ‘till they finally unveil
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| Man always feared what he cannot understand or measure
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| So simple deviations might set off displeasure
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| The madness spreads like a wildfire across this land
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| New ways of living and thinking all disbanned
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| Convicted on charges so untrue
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| Praying for a last minute rescue
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| The fear of your false intuition
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| Sends shivers down my spine
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| ‘Cause I have seen how you’ve dealt with
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| Solitary friends of mine
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| You’ve burned their skin
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| and disfigured faces, entrails
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| This torments persistent
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| ‘till they finally unveil
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| The act of your false intuition
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| Sends shivers down my spine
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| ‘Cause I have seen how you’ve dealt with
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| Solitary friends of mine
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| Our bodies rested on firewood
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| Barely awake
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| Relentlessly burning
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| Like witches at the stake
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| Like witches at the stake |