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Kill the magistrate for me
Prisoners and virgins bleed
Arm the classes
Starve the masses
Boiling molasses
Flame hard, flame hard
With your luck, we'll see you charred
Flame on, flame on
Get that body off my lawn
Overdrive into the sea
Had your fill of destiny
Slowly rising
Hear the mob sing
Perfume's failed cleaning
Flame hard, flame hard
We're about to go too far
Flame on, flame on
Glowing shadows, hollow bomb
It's time to believe us, honey
And you are your beliefs
Rain hard, rain hard
Rain on, rain on
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