(Wright/Pollock) Son of man is dead The devil rose his head He spoke to me an everlasting tune Screaming in my mind He sang a poet`s rhyme All of you will pay me very soon In a crowded house alone I`m at home Feeding the vibrations of the night I can see it coming back In your eyes Killing all the sorry souls in sight I know no one Who lives off no one I`ll watch you burn now As I learn how Little evil in my mind Says everything is fine Makes me walk alone at night in fear Loving wrath the sun will burn Killing you when he returns No one`s getting out alive from here =======
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