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º ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ ßÜ Û ÛßßßÛ Ûßßßß ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ º
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º ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ ßÜ Û Û Û ÛÜÜÜÜ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ º
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º ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ ßÜ Û ÛßßßÛ Û ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ º
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º ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ ßÛ Û Û ÜÜÜÜÛ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ º
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º Vaginal and Anal Secretions Newsletter #0029 º
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ÇÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄĶ
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º Date Released : [06/29/92] Author: Cliff Burton º
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º Metallica: Ride The Lightning Lyrics º
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ÓÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄĽ
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Well here we go. I decided to do another lyrics issue just because
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I know lots of people just dub their friend's copy of the tape, and are like
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"yeah i scammed the record company ahha" but then they are kinda fucked cuz'
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they dont have the lyrics. But I'll solve that problem FOR YOU by periodically
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printing in some GOOD musical lyrics from various groups. If there are any
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you want to see that are like rock/heavy metal, let me know on PoT and I'll
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see what I can do!
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+----------------------+
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| Fight Fire With Fire |
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+----------------------+
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Do unto others as they have done to you
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But what the hell is this world coming to?
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Blow the universe into nothingness
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Nuclear warfare shall lay us to rest
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Fight fire with fire
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Ending is near
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Fight fire with fire
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Bursting with fear
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We all shall die
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Time is like a fuse, short and burning fast
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Armageddon is here, like said in the past
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Fight fire with fire
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Ending is near
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Fight fire with fire
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Bursting with fear
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Soon to fill our lungs the hot winds of death
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The gods are laughing, so take your last breath
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Fight fire with fire
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Ending is near
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Fight fire with fire
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Bursting with fear
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Fight fire with fire
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(repeat)
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+--------------------+
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| Ride The Lightning |
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Guilty as charged
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But damn it, it ain't right
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There is someone else controlling me
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Death in the air
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Strapped in the electric chair
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This can't be happening to me
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Who made you God to say
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"I'll take your life from you!"
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Flash before my eyes
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Now it's time to die
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Burning in my brain
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I can feel the flame
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Wait for the sign
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To flick the switch of death
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It's the beginning of the end
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Sweat, chilling cold
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As i watch death unfold
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Consciousness is my only friend
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My fingers grip with fear
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What am I doing here?
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Flash before my eyes
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Now it's time to die
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Burning in my brain
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I can feel the flame
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Someone help me
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Oh please God help me
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They are trying to take it all away
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I don't want to die
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Time moving slow
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The minutes seem like hours
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The final curtain call I see
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How true is this?
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Just get it over with
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If this is true, just let it be
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Wakened by horrid scream
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Freed from this frightening dream
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Flash before my eyes
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Now it's time to die
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Burning in my brain
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I can feel the flame
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| For Whom The Bell Tolls |
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Make his fight on the hill in the early day
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Constant chill deep inside
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Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
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On they fight, for they are right, yes, but who's to say?
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For a hill men would kill, Why? They do not know
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Suffered wounds test their pride
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Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
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Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
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For whom the bell tolls
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Time marches on
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For whom the bell tolls
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Take a look to the sky just before you die
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It is the last time he will
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Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
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Shattered goal fills his sould with a ruthless cry
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Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
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He hears the silence so loud
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Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
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Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see
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For whom the bell tolls
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Time marches on
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For whom the bell tolls
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| Fade To Black |
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Life it seems, will fade away
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Drifting further every day
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Getting lost within myself
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Nothing matters no one else
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I have lost the will to live
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Simply nothing more to give
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There is nothing more for me
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Need the end to set me free
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Thjings not what they used to be
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Missing one inside of me
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Deathly lost, this can't be real
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Cannot stand this hell I feel
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Emptiness is filling me
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To the point of agony
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Growing darkness taking dawn
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I was me, but now he's gone
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No one but me can save myself, but it's too late
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Now I can't think, think why I should even try
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Yesterday seems as tough it never existed
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Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye
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| Trapped Under Ice |
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I don't know how to live though this hell
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Woken up, I'm still locked in this shell
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Frozen soul, frozen down to the core
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Break the ice, I can't take anymore
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Freezing
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Can't move at all
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Screaming
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Can't hear my call
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I am dying to live
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Cry out
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I'm trapped under ice
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Crystallized, as I lay here and rest
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Eyes of glass stare directly at death
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From deep sleep I have broken away
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No one knows, no one hears what I say
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Freezing
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Can't move at all
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Screaming
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Can't hear my call
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I am dying to live
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Cry out
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I'm trapped under ice
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Scream from my soul
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Fate, mystified
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Hell, forever more
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No release from my cryonic state
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What is this? I've been stricken by fate
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Wrapped up tight, cannot move, can't break free
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Hand of doom has a tight grip on me
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Freezing
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Can't move at all
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Screaming
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Can't hear my call
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I am dying to live
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Cry out
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I'm trapped under ice
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| Escape |
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Feel no pain, but my life ain't easy
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I know I'm my best friend
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No one cares, but i'm so much stronger
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I'll fight until the end
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To escape from the true false world
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Undamaged destiny
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Can't get caught in the endless circle
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Ring of stupidity
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Out for my own, out to be free
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One with my mind, they just can't see
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No need to hear things that they say
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Life is for my own to live my own way
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Rape my mind and destroy my feelings
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Don't tell me what to do
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I don't care now, 'cause I'm on my side
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And I can see through you
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Feed my brain with your so called standards
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Who says that I ain't right
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Break away from your common fashion
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See through your blurry sight
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Out for my own, out to be free
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One with my mind, they just can't see
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No need to hear things that they say
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Life is for my own to live my own way
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See them try to bring the hammer down
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No damn chains can hold me to the ground
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Life is for my own to live my own way
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(repeat)
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| Creeping Death |
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Slaves
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Hebrews boren to serve, to the pharoh
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Heed
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To his every word, live in fear
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Faith
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Of the unknown one, the deliverer
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Wait
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Something must be done, four hundred years
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So let it be written
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So let it be done
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I'm sent here by the chosen one
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So let it be writen
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So let it be done
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To kill the first born pharoh son
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I'm creeping death
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Now
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Let my people go, land of goshen
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Go
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I will be with thee, bush of fire
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Blood
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Running red and storng, down the nile
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Plague
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Darkness three days long, hail to fire
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So let it be written
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So let it be done
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I'm sent here by the chosen one
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So let it be writen
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So let it be done
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To kill the first born pharoh son
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I'm creeping death
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Die by my hand
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I creep across the land
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Killing first born man
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Die by my hand
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I creep across the land
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Killing first born man
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I
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Rule the midnite air the destroyer
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Born
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I shall soon be there, deadly mass
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I
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Creep the steps and floor final darkness
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Blood
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Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass
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So let it be written
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So let it be done
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I'm sent here by the chosen one
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So let it be writen
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So let it be done
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To kill the first born pharoh son
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I'm creeping death
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| The Call Of Ktulu |
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Instrumental
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