So rapid the raptors, as coursers they came
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all the scratching and screaming, I barely escaped
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while the fuel cells they drained far too fast, I am dragged
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like worms on a hook through the hole to the blackness beyond
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at the end of days, where the world bleeds and burns
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The sun is black as sackcloth made of hair
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the stars have fallen to the Earth, mountains tearing from the ground
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look at these people hiding from the red raindrops
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while earthquakes shake the broken timber of this burning town
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There's poison in the water, the ocean's blood that's turned to slime and gotten hard
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All the fish and whales are corpes on the scab
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in the darkness soldiers gnaw their tongues in pain, you see
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so help me God, at the end of time they're screaming on their knees
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oh let them die! oh let them die!
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"The wrath of the Lamb!" the martyrs cry
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"break the seven seals, let the horsemen ride!"
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The soldiers bear the royal crest and scream into the sky
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"He will come He will come! the Dragon's on the rise!"
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"The King survived though his throat was cut, they say he's the chosen one
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He leads our men from Babylon, the rebellion's worldly son
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Against the Tyrant, we have joined with him as soldiers"
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He tells me this while he shakes a bit - he's staring at his gun
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The painful stings of flying things have worn away his flesh and popped his eyes
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At the blackness, he lashes out and cries:
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"You cowards and your wrathful God will see what power means
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when the Dragon comes, His will be done, in the fires you'll be cleaned
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Oh let him rise!
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Oh let him rise!"
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[CHORUS]
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I watched these people fall
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the dragon shrieks and burns it all
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I flip the circuits on, I've got dragons of my own
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The portal glows and my machine's destroyed
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"The Traveler has saved their souls from the Destroyer of Worlds
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Then why does his heart still scream? Rise and speak"
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I couldn't save her, I know she will die
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But please, if I could only tell her goodbye
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All I want is just one more day
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that morning in May...
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I've fought reptilian monsters
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I've crossed a bloody sea
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just to meet you here
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and now i'm coming home, my dear
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the light is warm, outside at dawn
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the garden has no weeds, no grave beneath the tree
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through the silent house, my love after all
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curled up in a ball, there you are
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Part III: The Lamb And The Dragon
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Ludo |