| There’s no beginning there will be no end
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| 'Til every enemy becomes a friend
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| The will fall on the battlefield that we defend
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| To the cry of our nation
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| There’s something in the air
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| Something strange and ever magical
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| Can you feel it in child
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| The thunder is the banging of the drums
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| We will freeze you with our stare
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| We will steal you blood and bone
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| When the Serpent Queen commands
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| She will haunt you with my moan
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| God will not save you from the throne
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| God will not save you
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| There’s no beginning there will be no end
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| 'Til every enemy becomes a friend
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| The will fall on the battlefield that we defend
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| To the cry of our nation
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| It’s only make believe
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| It’s only in the dreams of every child
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| That we learn to breathe
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| To share our lonely prison of denial
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| We will strike at every heart
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| That abandons us to pain
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| We will make you sing out loud
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| We will wash away your shame
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| God will not save you from the flame
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| God will not save you
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| Oh peace will come to those who wait
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| Love will fly away
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| Peace will come
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| To those who wait
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| God will not save you from the flame
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| God will not save you
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| God will not answer to your name
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| God will not save you
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| There’s no beginning there will be no end
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| 'Til every enemy becomes a friend
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| The will fall on the battlefield that we defend
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| To the cry of our nation |