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Over the top of a wall - haunting |
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A daring palace rowers high |
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It's spires shoot up high, high into the sky |
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Millions of fires that don't want to die |
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How many silken virgins died - bad games |
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To keep a drowsy king awake |
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Wild orgies, festivals - endless day and night |
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Minions drink to you health, the master of might |
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Down the industrial districts - darkness |
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The day starts early for a slave |
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It's workman's destiny, downtrodden and distressed |
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Without mans dignity the rich remain the blessed |
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Wipe out |
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The might |
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We want |
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The revolution now |
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The crowd |
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Will fight |
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Together we we'll |
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Wipe out... |
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We'll join together now |
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A shinning on our faces |
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Make the road a chain of lights |
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Furious and armed |
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Turn things into monster |
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Let the armies clash tonight |
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Wipe out |
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The might |
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We want |
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The revolution now |
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The crowd |
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Will fight |
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Together we we'll |
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Wipe out... |
