| suddenly the water turns a crimson shade of red
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| flies and snakes are crawling, gnawing on the rotting dead
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| infecting people with disease
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| i want them begging on their knees
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| locust cloud comin' down all around
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| and i’m laughing at their pleas
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| tonight everybody dies
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| i hear the screaming in the night
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| i’m so sick of all their lies
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| i gave a chance but no-one tried
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| at last i kill the children
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| and i watch their mothers cry
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| but now you’ll have to feel my wrath
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| beneath my blackened skies
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| deadly douses, slaughterhouses, poisoned gluttony
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| fleas and lice infest the night, the people pray to me
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| infecting people with disease
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| i want them begging on their knees
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| locust cloud comin' down all around
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| and i’m laughing at their pleas
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| tonight everybody dies
|
| i hear the screaming in the night
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| i’m so sick of all their lies
|
| i gave a chance but no-one tried
|
| at last i kill the children
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| and i watch their mothers cry
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| but now you’ll have to feel my wrath
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| beneath my blackened skies |