| Take this weight from off this chest
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| Crush and kill all that is left
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| Bend your will unto the task
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| The hammer falls, it falls
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| To forge a man that’s free from fear
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| Clothed in hate that’s seared for years
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| I will be the one to outrun fate
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| And I will die upon my feet
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| All I need is a good mistake
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| One more look at the devil’s face
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| Beaten, broken, bruised and blind
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| One more twisted hulking rhyme
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| Hammer, scythe and blade and mace
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| And sands of time, of time
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| Crushing oceans of regret
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| Suffocate under the whip
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| Back now shattered but with hands held high
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| And I deny, refuse to give what’s mine
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| All I need is a good mistake
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| One more look at the devil’s face
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| What I need is one more taste
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| The hammer’s fall with a godless grace
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| Swing the hammer. |
| Bludgeon me
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| Bruised and battered. |
| Standing free
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| So relieve me of this life
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| And the burden of what’s right
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| Break this body, I will still stand tall
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| And I deny, you will not take what’s mine
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| All I need is a good mistake
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| One more look at the devil’s face
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| What I need is one more taste
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| The hammer’s fall with a godless grace |