The air my lungs first loved
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Carves craters from my eyes
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They said,"Breathe deeply son
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Or be the next to die"
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Beneath the falling night
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And heaven's shutting gate
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Pray keep your tongue held tight
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Or suffer the same fate
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The blood on our black gloves
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It is none of your concern
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If you want to call our bluff
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"Get in line and wait your turn
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And watch the witches burn"
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Don't flinch when innocents
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Are dancing with the flame
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If they wanted to live
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They'd learn to play the game
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You can still walk away
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If you just hold your tongue
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If you'd just walk away
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You'd live to seen the sun
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Under this killing moon
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Under this burning sky
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The fire's shining groom
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I hold my breath and close my eyes
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The blood on our black gloves
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It is none of your concern
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If you want to call our bluff
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Get in line and wait your turn
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And watch the witches burn
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We'll watch the witches burn
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