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I am a cleric, serving god the king and queen |
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I claim confession, and true belief by any means |
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Purification, heal heretics burn the demons out |
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And god's behind me, watch my each and every move |
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You know I'll find you, in the shadow of a shattered moon |
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Come all you witches, my procedures are approved |
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Won't you let me ease your sorrow |
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Let me guide you through the night |
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All my methods clean and thorough |
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Don't you fear the light |
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I reassemble, broken souls and wasted lives |
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I raise my head and see, my father through the blood red skies |
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And in my dreams, I know he holds my sanctuary |
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So all you witches, bow to the auto-de-fe |
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Just close your eyes, and listen to my holy say |
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You disbelievers, little do you know |
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Little do you know |
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Little do you know |
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Won't you let me ease your sorrow |
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Purify your poisoned veins |
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There is yet a new tomorrow |
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I will ease your pain |
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Ease your pain |
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The fire's burning wild |
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Ease your pain |
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The inquisition, has drained the demons like I said it would |
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Won't you let me ease your sorrow |
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Let me guide you through the night |
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All my methods clean and thorough |
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Don't you fear the light |
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Won't you let me ease your sorrow |
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Purify your poisoned veins |
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There is yet a new tomorrow |
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I will ease your pain |
