| Falling from the sky, they’re cast out from the heaven’s light
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| Drenching the soil with blood, baptized in the fire hole
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| The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
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| Descending angels and fallen kings
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| Raise your hands, what do you hold?
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| The Devil’s bleeding crown!
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| Call upon it’s Father, bless the goat, the womanizer
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| Take him to Astaroth, Inanna’s temple of Uruk
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| The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
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| Descending angels and fallen kings
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| Raise your hands, what do you hold?
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| The Devil’s bleeding crown!
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| They gathered all the children outside the church
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| And never would they know what went on in there
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| Close the door and hear all the angels scream
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| «Oh mercy, mercy, mercy, oh mercy, please!»
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| Down, down, down
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| Down below you can hear his hoof digging through the ground
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| Oh Lord, Lord, Lord
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| The horned one is back and he wants his crown!
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| The Devil’s spawn no longer breathes
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| Descending angels and fallen kings
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| Raise your hands, what do you hold?
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| The Devil’s bleeding crown! |