Son of man, set thy face against him, Oh Gog, Oh Gog.
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I will put hooks into your jaws and bring you forth.
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I will bring you forth and your armies to be devoured.
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Oh Gog, Oh Gog.
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Oh Gog, I am against you.
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Oh Gog, Die in this truth.
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I will summon every kind ot terror to cleanse the land.
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I will send the fire upon your nation of coveting hands.
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Gather for the sacrificial feast that I prepare
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And you shall eat the flesh and drink the blood of all the dead.
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Oh Gog, I am against you.
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Oh Gog, I will avenge you.
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I will pour my spirit on the house of Israel
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So that all the nations may know me,
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When, through you, Oh Gog,
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I vindicate my holiness before your eyes,
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Before their eyes.
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Oh Israel, I will defend you.
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Oh Israel, I will avenge you.
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Oh Gog, walk on fire, walk on fire.
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Come into the land that is brought back from the sword.
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And they shall ascend upon her like a storm.
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A cloud to cover the land,
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The sound is their command.
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The spoil is oil, the spoil is oil.
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The tyrant needs within her walls,
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And as she bleeds the curtain falls.
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Kings of the North, King of the North.
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Rising from his lusting eyes
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She is brought forth to the slaughter.
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Gold has turned to black at last,
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She is the crucible of war.
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Decipher what isn't real,
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For a thief comes only to steal.
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The spoil is oil, the spoil is oil.
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The iron curtain steals and seals,
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The final dream, the killing fields.
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The killing fields, The killing fields.
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Gog: The Kings Of The North
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