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Murder by Death - The Day |
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The trees gave up their up their roots |
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And the lepers left their caves |
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All the rattlesnakes came down from the mountain |
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And the kings all became slaves |
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On the day |
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That my lord came |
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The fire split the beams |
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The wall's coming down |
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The day my lord came |
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The tears filled up my eyes |
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The curtain has been drawn |
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To lay to waste this land, to me |
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It's like the beauty of the breakin' of the dawn |
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And as a black hand swept across the earth |
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I knew |
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That that day came |
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When the fish float on the water |
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With their bellies up |
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I'll know, I'll know |
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The trees gave up their up their roots from the earth |
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The coyotes left their dens |
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The horses left to their stables |
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And they bowed down to the ground |
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Every creature that was able |
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A blanket of moss will cover the earth |
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And I'll know |
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That the day came |
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It's the shifting of the guard |
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Time to start anew |
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The old gods have all failed |
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And their successors too |
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My king, my king |
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Will wipe the slate clean |
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Houses become tombs |
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Will take the fruit of every single womb |
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And make it his own |
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My king, he is displeased |
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To be forgotten and alone |
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And the ones who came before |
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Well the valley is filled |
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With their bones |
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I am the storm brewing up from the east |
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From the west |
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From every direction at once |