Give me a wooden cross Someone is waiting to be crucified Don't let him wait too long His weakened powers will grow strong I cannot wake the living dead Since they are already alive Standing next to me Witness the beauty in the tragedy Look at the ones grinning wide sitting in the government So self-assured but we all know power is in the wrong man's hands They have plans for all mankind they'll rot now one by one They'll freeze and they will bleed there is no chosen one I cannot wake the dead Since they are already alive Dancing skeletons scream Apostles of Lucifer's dream
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