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I am the blaze, |
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I started the fire, |
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The king versus squire, |
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And now the courtyard is alive, |
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Only the priest may dare survive. |
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He'll tell the story, |
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Of sinners and glory, |
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The better before me, |
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And oh, the children will all see, |
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Without Pharoh what would Moses be? |
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So break me if you can, |
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You're just a mortal man, of flesh and bone then. |
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I can't wait, to be there to watch your empire break. |
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I have faith, just wait you can't fake this kind of strength. |
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And so I am degrading to ashes, |
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They'll call me a facist, |
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But with every story told, |
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They will witness the revolt. |
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You could be my one and only hope, |
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For redemption, for redemption. |
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You're like a flip of a coin |
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Caught up in games like a toy, |
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And I, will burn you reckless.. |
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So this where I press, |
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My fingers to my chest and I'll express my only goal. |
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If this is all I've got |
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Then surely I will not give up for fear of all these wolves. |
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I've got to hold on... |
