Pounding the world like a battering ram
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Forging the furnace for the final grand slam
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Chopping away at the source soon the course will be done
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Leaving a trail of destruction that's second to none
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Hammering anvils straining muscle and might
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Shattering blows crashing browbeating fright
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Fast devastating and desolating the curse
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Blasting the cannons of truth through each man of this earth
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Wielding the axe comes the one culmination
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That's always seemed certain to bring down the curtain on greed
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Sifting the good from the bad it's the age for the rage
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Of the dogs which must fall to the just and be free
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Now grate for the vandals who trampled and sampled
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Till this place conditioned brought forth demolition to war
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The slipping and sliding corrosive subsiding
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That withered and wained till the world seemed all drained fills
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the bay
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Pounding the world like a battering ram
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Forging the furnace for the final grand slam
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Chopping away at the source soon the course will be done
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Leaving a trail of destruction that's second to none
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Second to none
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Rapid Fire
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