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Black Sabbath |
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Paranoid |
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Electric Funeral |
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Reflex in the sky warn you you're gonna die |
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Storm coming, you'd better hide from the atomic tide |
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Flashes in the sky turns houses into sties |
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Turns people into clay, radiation minds decay |
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Robot minds of robot slaves lead them to atomic rage |
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plastic flowers, melting sun, fading moon falls upon |
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dying world of radiation, victims of mad frustration |
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Burning globe of oxy'n fire, like electric funeral pyre |
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Buildings crashing down to a cracking ground |
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Rivers turn to wood, ice melting to flood |
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Earth lies in death bed, clouds cry water dead |
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Tearing life away, here's the burning pay |
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Electric Funeral |
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Electric Funeral |
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Electric Funeral |
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Electric Funeral |
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And so in the sky shines the electric eye |
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supernatural king takes earth under his wing |
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Heaven's golden chorus sings, Hell's angels flap their wings |
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Evil souls fall to Hell, ever trapped in burning cells! |