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| Children Of The Damned He's walking like a small child But watch his eyes burn you away Black holes in his golden stare God knows he wants to go home Children of The Damned
He's walking like a dead man
Children of The Damned Children of The Damned Children of The Damned If he had lived he would have crucified us all Now he's standing on his last step He thought oblivion well it beckons us all Children of The Damned
Now it burns his hand he's turning to laugh
Children of The Damned Children of The Damned Children of The Damned Smiles as the flame sears his flesh Melting his face screaming in pain Peeling the skin from his eyes Watch him die according to plan He's dust on the ground what did we learn You're Children of The Damned Your back's against the wall You turn into the light You're Children of The Damned Like candles watch them burn Burning in the light You'll burn again tonight You're Children of The Damned |
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