| The sky is turning dark, horizon deep in black
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| The flag is turning red, so feel the reaper’s trap
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| Bad news on the wind, the calm before the storm
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| Cold sweat on your skin, cause the bell calls alarm
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| Black skies, red flag, so hear the reaper’s calling
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| Thunder, lightning, all hell is breaking loose
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| Black skies, jet black, so fear the reaper’s calling
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| Hunter’s striking, your hand is on the loose
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| Hell is on, courage gone
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| Thunder all around
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| Cannons crack, rip the deck
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| Shoot you to the ground
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| Fight or flee, ain’t no spree
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| No prisoners allowed
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| Flag is red, turn your black
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| Survivors will be drowned |