Fight, Priest, fight, take pictures
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Make alright what you have lost
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And give pride back to the ground
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(Fight, Priest, take pictures)
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You've got all you want
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But all you've got is a wreck
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Everyone in this whole wide world
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Wake up and panic
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Fortune wears a red dress
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But her bones smell of death
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They all stare but no one seeks
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They all claim but no one speaks
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They all hear what they want
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Panic, Preacher
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Beware of these sheep
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In the costume of wolves
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For lies, they come in pairs of two
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And we only die twice
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But for such a very long time
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And just because you kiss
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Don't mean you're in love
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And just because you've begun
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Don't mean you've won
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I was a second son
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Not born but just once
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And all my friends be gray
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The fade out
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They all close the door
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Because no one speaks out loud
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The fade out
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They're all fading out
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We're all fading out
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Take my heart, Prophet
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Then Came To Kill
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| The Chariot |
