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(Future’s coming from the past) (Who is first and who is last?) Fire’s rising off the ground Fear’s the king, entire town Looking up across the sky Which one’s turn to die... All are one and world’s apart Undertakers working hard You’ll remember the loss of fate December ‘48... Devil’s mark is on your face Black Death’s all around the place Rotten bodies it’s where it at Friends are gone, and rats get fat Cross on fire, fights the night Who will ever see the light? Crowd in front of the Heaven’s Gate, December ‘48, December ‘48...