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Can you feel the fever, as it burns inside of me. |
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Seven hours 'til midnight, and the world will be set free. |
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And there's talk of justice, for the ones we leave behind. |
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So reveal your sins now, to release you from mankind. |
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You know you've lived a life of evil. |
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So - get down on your knees and pray - |
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Seven, hours, 'til judgement |
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Seven, hours, I can feel the time is coming |
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Seven, hours, 'til judgement |
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I can feel, the time is drifting away. |
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Preaching down the subways, and they stop you in the streets. |
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'Cause they have a message, like a saviour when they speak. |
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When we stop and wonder, if that day will ever come. |
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Maybe we're believing, in a destiny they've won. |
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You know you've lived a life of evil. |
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So - get down on your knees and pray - |
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Seven, hours, 'til judgement |
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Seven, hours, I can feel the time is coming |
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Seven, hours, 'til judgement |
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I can feel, the time is drifting away. |
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[Guitar solo] |
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You know you've lived a life of evil. |
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So - get down on your knees and pray - |
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Seven, hours, 'til judgement |
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Seven, hours, I can feel the time is coming |
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Seven, hours, 'til judgement |
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I can feel, the time is drifting away. |
