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In the dunes of Egyptian sand |
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In the cities and small towns |
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The word goes from land to land |
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The dawn of enlightenment is here |
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Oh, blessed the children of doom |
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As they dance on the meadows |
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Oh, poet and merchant and witch |
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You know the master is here |
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Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer rising |
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The caravan reaches the port |
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And they sail down the river |
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To praise and witness the birth |
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Of the king the one that will come |
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Black worship in church and home |
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Seek their way to power |
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And free them from chains of Rome |
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To shout the name of the Lord |
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Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer rising |
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In the dunes of Egyptian sand |
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In the cities and small towns |
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The word goes from land to land |
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The dawn of enlightenment is here |
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Oh, blessed the children of doom |
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As they dance on the meadows |
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Oh, poet and merchant and witch |
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You know the master is here |
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Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer rising |
