| Listen to the angel sing
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| I can hear her crying
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| I can see her burning wing
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| In a burning church of shame
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| A bloody Mary in flames
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| Spoken infernal names
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| Rise from the ashes and do it again
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| Yeah, we can make it happen
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| My Nemesis, my friend
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| Why don’t you stop to pretend
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| It’s the beginning not the bitter end, no
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| Through the Genesis flood
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| We were baptized in blood
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| A military coup of the new God’s
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| Rise from the ashes and do it again
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| Yeah, we can make it happen
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| This is the Equinox of the Gods
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| This is the Equinox of the Gods
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| Set the altar on fire
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| See the embers go higher
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| See the burning oils glowing
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| Sacrificial blood’s flowing
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| We never bow unto thee
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| We went to Gethsemane
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| To kill your self-pitying Nazarene
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| Now all the cherubs are deceased
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| Upon their corpses we feast
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| The only good priest is a dead priest!
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| Rise from the ashes and do it again
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| Yeah, we can make it happen
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| We can make it happen
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| This is the Equinox of the Gods
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| This is the Equinox of the Gods
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| (Crucify her upsidedown
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| Impale her with rusty nails
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| Dress her up in a blood red gown
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| And gory, beautifully painted veil
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| Let her bleed to death before our eyes
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| Oh ooh
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| May she be punished and sacrificed
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| Oh ooh, oh yeah!)
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| The dirty nuns are in chains
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| No monasteries remain
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| The time has come for our Master to reign
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| Again
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| Thy kingdom is gone
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| Satan’s work is done
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| And A-Bomb over Babylon
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| Rise from the ashes and do it again
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| Yeah, we can make it happen
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| This is the Equinox of the Gods
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| This is the Equinox of the Gods
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| This is the Equinox of the Gods
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| This is the Equinox of the Gods
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| Set the altar on fire
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| See the embers go higher
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| See the burning oils glowing
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| Sacrificial blood’s flowing
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| Listen to the angel sing
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| I can hear her crying
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| I can see her burning wing
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| I can hear her dying |