| Hey, Mr. Pope, Mr. Military Man
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| Kings and Queens
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| More evil that it seems
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| You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way
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| You wade through blood in your boots of steel
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| You hide the truth from its reveal
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| The world’s bleeding wounds will never heal
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| So look in the mirror and see who you are
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| You made our lives an abbatoir
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| A man-eating machine that’s what you are
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| Pile of skulls, conspiracy
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| Beware of the revealing key
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| No dance of joy, no harmless spree
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| No chance for you to hide or flee
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| Liar’s tongue, tricks of deepest dye
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| Snake-skinned pack
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| You’re evil and you’re sly
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| Injust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way
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| You’re cutting throats with poisoned blades
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| Your recklessness overflows the graves
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| You try to make us all your slaves
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| So look in the mirror and see who you are
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| You made our lives an abbatoir
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| A man-eating machine that’s what you are
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| Pile of skulls, conspiracy
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| Beware of the revealing key
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| No dance of joy, no harmless spree
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| No chance for you to hide or flee
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| Tears and pain, never ending shame
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| Bloodsucking lice
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| Play their evil game
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| Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way
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| Headless you still run around
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| You can’t believe you’re losing ground
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| On your knees to take the count
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| So look in the mirror and see who you are
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| You made our lives an abbatoir
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| A man-eating machine that’s what you are
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| Pile of skulls, conspiracy
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| Beware of the revealing key
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| No dance of joy, no harmless spree
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| No chance for you to hide or flee |