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Wading through ashes |
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One night for the kill is all they need |
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Hell's children burning |
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Turn the law of the church into anarchy |
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Guardians of pilgrims |
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Bankers of kings |
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CHORUS: |
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Maybe they will regret it |
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The smell of blood is strong |
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Which stains on tragic night |
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Tears sealing the lies |
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On heretic's dawn |
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God's sign on dusty linen |
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Life's sworn to poverty |
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A holy father's drunk illusions |
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Commanding them to cross the sea |
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To dust and heat where pagans breed |
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Guardians of pilgrims |
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Bankers of kings |
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CHORUS: |
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To David's halls they wander |
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Bring down Jerusalem |
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The thirst of sickened minds |
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Tears sealing the lies |
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On heretic's dawn |
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All they ever feared was lies became the truth |
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While breaking the ties of clerical circles |
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Those undermined his servants' life |
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solo. |
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Tears sealing the lies |
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On heretic's dawn |
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All they ever feared was lies became the truth |
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While breaking the ties of clerical circles |
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Those undermined his servants' life |
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All they ever feared was lies became the truth |
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While breaking the ties of clerical circles |
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Those undermined his servants' life |
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There's nothing more but silence |
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There's nothing more to prove |
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We lived a life of violence |
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We lived a life of pain |
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We're wading down the waters |
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Towards the bright white light |
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And memories of this day |
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Will never die |
