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When it all began - Born on desert sands |
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Desperate citizens - Led by scorpions |
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Now the condition - Religious discipline |
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Foraging fanatacism |
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Heaven this mouth of soap |
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God his private joke |
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So save me |
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This camel in the needles eye |
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Will laugh and let you die |
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Tear from limb to limb - Take this pound of flesh |
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Searing choking dust - Madness full of lust |
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Tear from limb to limb - Take this pound of flesh |
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Save me - Save me |
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Faith in foolish words - Cows now join the herd |
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A mass of mindless ants - Dead as decadence |
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Grind this golden crock - And bleat among the flock |
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Save me |
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Back - Back to the country |
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Back to mother earth |
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Out near Sellafield my nuclear birth |
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And Save me |
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Save me, Save me, Save me, Save me, Save me |
