| Prey of the Pulpit |
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| Go Down into the fire these flames never felt so good |
| feast your eyes thou holy father you gonna get burned too |
| rise to the surface reap what You sow blood is all you need |
| sever the heads of a thousand lamb |
| for god and country forgotten lands |
| serpents and vermin and dead friends collide |
| over the hills and beyond these mountains we die to reunite |
| rise to the surface reap what You sow blood is all you need right now |
| sever the heads of a thousand lamb |
| for god and country forgotten lands |
