| There’s a crystal view from my window
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| And I can see years to come
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| I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure
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| I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun
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| I can tear down the walls, storm them barricades
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| Run to the place where the frightened crawl
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| Desire lurks beyond good and evil
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| So dance on the graves where the hammer falls
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| (Chorus)
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| Over this land
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| All over this wasteland
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| Over this land
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| All over this wasteland
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| You can touch, but please keep your distance
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| You’re innocent and pure and with no shame
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| The spirit is willing, and the flesh is great
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| Your teasing your torment with the pleasure of pain
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| (Chorus)
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| Heaven and Hell, I know them well
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| But I haven’t yet made my choice
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| I’m feeling dead 'cause I’m shouting loud
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| And NO ONE can hear my voice
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| Walking the tightwire, can’t look down
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| Strung out high, above you all
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| Faithful wind blows through this land
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| Howls my name, Hell is my fall.
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| (chorus)
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| (spooky music) |