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the strong man he will kneel down
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whalst angels strip him of cloak and crown
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through bitter lips come vile breath
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he is the last one to confess
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there will be no pity for him
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we must kill him where he stands
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no there will be no mercy for him
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nor for any of his klan
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let there be no hesitation
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get a rope an make it quick
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each last breath come from his mouth
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i will beat it out with a stick
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pray boy you've no reservations
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the word will be carried out
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he is the one who brought down the son
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let there be no doubt
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there is power wonder workin' power
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in the blood of the lamb
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there is power wonder workin' power
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in the precious blood of the lamb
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he's seated on the right hand
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Strong Man
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