| Unholy city, a sinners delight
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| No one was spared out of mind, out of sight
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| Hatred and slaughter, degradation and lust
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| Self destruction never counting the cost
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| No one knew the suffering
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| Behind the city walls
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| No one heard the cry for help
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| No one heard the call
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| The ways of god forgotten
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| Children slaughtered daily there, mothers by their sides
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| No mercy given, no matter how they cried
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| The smell of death was near, its presence ever near
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| The priests lay bound in chains, no one would ever hear
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| No one knew the blasphemy
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| The torture and the pain
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| No-one saw the madness
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| The priests, they died in vain
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| The ways of god forgotten
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| Day completes its cycle and night takes on its role
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| Satan’s cloak shrouds the land and his children spill their fold
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| No golden cross of heaven or ancient key of kings
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| Could save the world of sinners when the midnight sabbath rings
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| Few could hear the suffering
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| And the pain of ripping flesh
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| But those who did were damned in hell
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| And breathed their final breath
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| The ways of god forgotten
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| One thousand days in Sodom
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| You’ve lived your life in hell |