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I can feel the earth is moving

Fire protrudes from whence I'm pointing

Fading every jewel

Thronged upon the rock and metal

There's a horde inside this temple

Learn to make them cry

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See him hover way up high

He has a thirst to satisfy

A craving for your blood

Now here come the wolves with whips

And look there is a lunatic

He wants to make you cry

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