[G. Rodgers / R. Martinez]
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Burn, Satan, burn
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Burn, Satan, burn
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The separations coming, the sheep from the goats
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There are only two sides, no inbetweeners hope
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For all our friends that you've got hold
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And made them slaves they don't know
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For them I will not sin in ceasing to pray
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But I'll be glad when your damned, time will not delay
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Burn, Satan, burn
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Burn, Satan, burn
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The separations coming, the sheep from the goats
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There are only two sides, no inbetweeners hope
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For now we must deal with it as it is unto this day
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We wrestle not against flesh and blood, so we'll be glad to say
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Burn, Satan, burn
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Burn, Satan, burn
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Burn
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| Vengeance Rising |
