With a Vengeance Songtext
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This final hour behind the gate, moon-clad men rents the hate.
leaving the sorrow behind our fate,
Keeping our souls to themselves. twisting the time for their gain,
releases evil from our pain, pillage
Homes and our grain. industrymen covers it up erase our minds for the cup. leeching our lives, bends
Our necks. devour the time their intimate friend.
capture the splint erase it at once, making our feelings
Bum at once. killing the pain blow up your brain,
making your flesh and life a mess

Why can′t we all live together as one
why can't we stop killing our own?