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BRING OUT YOUR DEAD |
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BRING OUT YOUR DEAD |
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ROSES BLISTER ON HIS SKIN, FILL HIM FULL OF LIES, |
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WITHERED POSIES CRUMBLING IN HIS HAND |
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DESTROY THE LUCKY AMULET, AND DAMN US WITH THE FLIES, READ THE LAST RITES |
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"BLESSED BE THE PEOPLE" IS A MOCKERY, FROM CLERGY WHICH APPROVE THE KISS OF DEATH |
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RING-A-RING THE CHILDREN SING, THE BLACK PLAGUE BELLS ARE HERALDING |
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THEIR FUNERAL PYRE, FOR BEGGAR, PRIEST AND KING |
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NO, NO, NO - NOBILITY'S NO SANCTUARY |
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FLEE, FLEE, FLEE - THE RAT'S BUBONIC FLEA |
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BUT THE SCOURGE IS EVERYWHERE, ENGLAND WEEPS IN HER DESPAIR |
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IN MISTY EYES A CURE CANNOT BE SEEN |
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RAGING POX AND PESTILENCE ARE DRIPPING WITH THE BLOOD |
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THE SLAVERING BLACK DOG ROAMS EVERYWHERE |
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SMITES THE ONES HE BITES, AND DRAGS THE ONES HE MISSES DOWN, THE WORST IS YET TO COME |
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1665 TURNS INTO 1666, A DREAD LIKE NONE BEFORE GRIPS EVERY MAN |
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AS THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS SETS ALOOSE HIS WICKED BAG OF TRICKS |
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WILL THE EVIL LORD UNLEASH HIS MASTER PLAN? |
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NO, NO, NO - NOBILITY'S NO SANCTUARY |
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FLEE, FLEE, FLEE - THE RAT'S BUBONIC FLEA |
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BUT THE SCOURGE IS EVERYWHERE, ENGLAND WEEPS IN HER DESPAIR |
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IN MISTY EYES A CURE CANNOT BE SEEN |
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SATAN HAD SENT OUT A PLOT AS CRUEL AS IT WAS GRAND, TO RAZE AWAY THE ENGLISH CAPITAL |
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AS THE FINAL TIME BEGAN, HE BROUGHT THE FLAMES TO MAKE HIS STAND |
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AND THIRTEEN TIMES THE BAKER SHOOK HIS HAND |
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IN THE HELLISH HEAT OF HIS RETREAT, THE DEVIL DID A-SPY |
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THE SOULS OF LONDON TOWN WERE RIPE FOR TAKING |
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FROM THE DEPTHS OF HIS DISGUISE, THROUGH THE BLACK SLITS OF HIS EYES |
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THE FALLEN ANGEL WATCHED THE CITY DIE |
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NO, NO, NO - NOBILITY'S NO SANCTUARY |
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FLEE, FLEE, FLEE - THE RAT'S BUBONIC FLEA |
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BUT THE SCOURGE IS EVERYWHERE, ENGLAND WEEPS IN HER DESPAIR |
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IN MISTY EYES A CURE CANNOT BE SEEN |
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FIRE, FIRE, FIRE - IS BURNING LONDON TOWN |
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TRY, TRY, TRY - TO BEAT THE FLAMES DOWN |
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BUT THE HEAT IS TOO INTENSE, AND ITS THIRST CANNOT BE QUENCHED |
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AND LONDON'S BURNING TO THE GROUND |
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LONDON'S BURNING TO THE GROUND |
