| Long ago in another time
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| Somewhere near Gadera line
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| Demons in a man’s place
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| Tombs of evil everywhere
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| Demoniacs imprisoned there
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| Begging, pleading to be spared
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| Banished, amidst forgotten posts
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| Legion’s ranks filled
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| With the world’s outcast
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| Deployed to desperate regions of sand
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| Prepare for attack
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| Awaiting the command
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| Evil men turned into swine
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| By the hand of him divine
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| Forgiveness in an altered state
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| Miracles are to believe
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| Pigs all running to the sea
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| Evil dying one by one
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| People in the town are saved
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| Ask him to leave anyway
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| Sails away at their request
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| Fear of what you cannot understand
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| Is forcing you to play a hand
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| That doesn’t coincide whit what
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| Your heart feels deep inside
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| This man who saved you from evil
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| And his nasty friends
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| Is told to leave, banished out
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| Never to return again
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| The trumpets sound. |
| The dragons free
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| One from the land, one from the sea
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| The anarchist, false prophets three
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| Unholy family pretending to be a king
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| Though history there has been
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| A gathering of evil men
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| Who all could be the anarchist
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| Pretending to be right
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| That guide you to a promise land
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| And rule you with an iron hand
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| And seduce you into loving him
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| And believing he is God
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| Long ago in another time
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| Somewhere near Gadera line
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| Demons in a man’s place
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| Tombs of evil everywhere
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| Demoniacs imprisoned there
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| Begging, pleading to be spared
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| Evil men turned into swine
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| By the hand of child divine
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| Mercy held for demons sake
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| Miracles are to believe
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| Pigs all jumping in the sea
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| Demons dying one by one |