Not the one Souls are gonna burn You're
the one Coming down the dead Thru the
darkness Skies are gonna shout Pray for
lies But who's the one to go Streams of
blood Flow into the streets Feeds the
need Of the decayed rotting means Fires
breeds upon The weary young Evil
tales Sold his only son Life no
longer Fills the need Dead silence In which to feed Fires breeds upon The weary young Evil tales Sold his
only son Life no longer Feeds the
need Feeds the need Of the decayed
rotting means
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