| Old friend they told me you were dead
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| The news broadcast the funeral
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| 500 channels focus in
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| Your love was
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| Ravished drawn and quartered
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| The soil was swift to drink your blood
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| This violence in the name of love!
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| But I still feel you
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| Despite your tombstone
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| But I still feel you
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| Despite your tombstone
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| So friend you must still walk among us
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| In places we don’t dare to glance
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| I saw you killing Aristotle
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| Now, I know it’s all part of the plan
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| Old friend they told me you were dead
|
| The news broadcast the funeral
|
| 500 channels focus in
|
| Your love was
|
| Ravished drawn and quartered
|
| The soil was swift to drink your blood
|
| This violence in the name of love!
|
| Old friend they told me you were dead
|
| The news broadcast the funeral
|
| 500 channels focus in
|
| Your love was
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| Ravished drawn and quartered
|
| The soil was swift to drink your blood
|
| This violence, this violence, this violence in the name of love!
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| To, awake, and, avenge the dead!
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| To, awake, and, avenge the dead! |