red river flows down the skin of his face
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step by step he's walking through the mist life ordains
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died by the hand of men who preach in the name of god
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silver moonlight shines on the eyes of emptiness
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see the signs written on the wall
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see the signs
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standing on the hill of blame, warm summer rain falls down
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he always knew that he would die at the hand of fools
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the grief in his soul hurts hard more than his wounded flesh
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see the cross burn with the light of hell that
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shines on the land of hate
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see the signs written on the wall
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see the signs
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see the cross white crosses
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there follow days without a light
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see the cross
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they burn them down tonight
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see the cross white crosses
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if you believe, it's not a lie
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see the cross
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until they stabbed him to death
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The Cross
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| Chinchilla |
