Stony and grey is the whore,
And long are the days in the morgue
Where God is a wall
Where God is a wall to look upon
Legions and hordes
The seas have been torn
And buildings remain where they fall
And I solemnly walk
Through legions and hordes
A dark mass of infidel
Long is the howl at the end
A cry from the tail echoing
And fools reverberate
And fools reverberate and carry on
What have they done to themselves?
Look what they've done to themselves.
If you don't learn o leave this thing alone
You'll never get to see the sun again
You won't come out on top
The seed is sown
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