Lay waste, see his shield with blood it cakes
lay it down on the battlements, turn the other cheek
stray taste, strung across the empty face
make then clean with the metal it's, hard to drag around
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It's not, the way he stands and
it's not, the way he plans and
it's not, the way he, reprimands
it's good old fashioned cunning
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Make haste, get them inside the pearly gates
leave a trace of the suffering, all can gather "˜round
frayed base, tattered edge cloth marking place
square it up for another who earned his badge of heart
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Trade space, edge reflected in the blade
sopping wet from the battle he, pulls the queen of hearts
same weight, crumpled up there on the plate
dress in shreds from the suffering, all have gathered round
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