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Years of great plenty |
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Throughout the land of sin |
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With only faith at stake |
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And so much more to win |
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Now,wouldn't Lord allow us a little fun? |
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Until the hellhounds sleep again |
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Now you're soaked with water |
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That your wings just won't repel |
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But on your little crooked streak |
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You dry them up to Hell |
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Until the Sunday bells are calling you |
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Until the hellhounds sleep again |
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You enter the night in your Devil-black suit |
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Well,we all need a little taste of that forbidden fruit |
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And in the night Satan is divine |
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Until the hellhounds sleep again |
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Your path leads to nowhere and nothing is your trade |
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Your faith barely lasts until the church bells fade |
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I sincerely wish you better luck tonight |
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Until the hellhounds sleep again |
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Though the colonnades of faith with you |
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It's what i see,it's what i love,it's what i do |
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And now the columns are falling on you |
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But it the colonnades of faith,we're passing through |