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Look at you now, exalted no more |
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Scorching's left your blood soaked into the floor |
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For having the sight you will pay a heavy price |
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Martyr for mankind, contrived sacrifice |
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Let all your children pray, you've washed their sins away |
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I'll bring the suffering |
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Let all your children pray, |
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I don't come their way |
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I'll crucify the king |
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Look at you now, you pathetic little man |
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With spear |
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I pierce your hide, destiny in my hand |
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For all mine have lost your fate will intertwine |
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Your death will polarize, resurrection will divide |
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Let all your children pray, you've washed their sins away |
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I'll bring the suffering |
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Let all your children pray, |
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I don't come their way |
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I'll crucify the king |
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Like all false seers you're formed to fit the plan |
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Unsuspecting pawns to the detriment of man |
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And as your worlds collide war will bring the suffering |
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And to that end |
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I'll crucify, |
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I'll crucify the king |
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Let all your children pray, you've washed their sins away |
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I'll bring the suffering |
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Let all your children pray, |
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I don't come their way |
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I'll crucify the king |
