Devil came up from way below,
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Come and pick a fight with the orchestra.
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Ended up here in all these symphonies,
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Come and bring the cold while is to your knees.
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The sky was on fire, the world was in chaos,
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Everybody ran away, everybody ran away.
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It was strange, it was strange, it was strange,
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It was raging, it was tearing the skies.
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Archers were heavy in the northern lights,
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Gonna pick a whole in the devil’s skin.
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Million players on a backdrop moon,
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Listen to the feelings deep inside.
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All are taking back at him,
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All the hate and rage within.
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Every kid and every sin,
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Boiling to his symphony.
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The thunder cracked in every sky,
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Everybody ran away, everybody ran away.
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And they played, and they played, and they played,
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It was raging and it scream at the moon.
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So they played, oh, they played,
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And they played.
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It was raging, with a tear in his eye.
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And the rain, oh, the rain, and the rain,
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He was gone, in a blink of an eye.
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The Devil and the Orchestra
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| Mostly Autumn |
