| I stumbled out into the cold
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| Below a thoughtless moon
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| I saw the phantoms of my friends
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| But they were gone too soon
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| Then from the trees my enemies
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| Began to shout and shriek
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| Until a silence overwhelmed them
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| And I began to speak
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| Hear my battle cry, hear that mighty sound
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| They’ve come before and many more will try to strike me down
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| Hear my battle cry, hear that mighty roar
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| And if you make it out alive
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| The devil will be waiting by your door
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| I met a stranger on my way from here
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| To god knows where
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| He won my lover in a dirty game of solitaire
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| He stole my crown and placed it crookedly upon his head
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| He turned around, I took him down, and this is what I said
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| Hear my battle cry hear that mighty sound
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| They’ve come before and many more will try to strike me down
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| Hear my battle cry hear that mighty roar
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| And if you make it out alive
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| The devil will be waiting by your door
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| You’ll sacrifice the truth to justify your sins
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| But I don’t need an excuse to let the darkness in
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| Hear my battle cry, hear that mighty sound
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| They’ve come before and many more will try to strike me down
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| Hear my battle cry, hear that mighty roar
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| And if you make it out alive
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| The devil will be waiting by your door |