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I am thinking vultures ripping the flesh, Smashing the bone I am thinking hailstones shot to the head, Making the giant fall I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan, I know it’s wrong I am hearing lies, the lies of man: They’re written in the stars above! So crawl back to your hole! Wait for thy kingdom come So crawl back to your hole! Tonight no one will come The fire can’t tame us We’re not making peace And haters can’t break us We’re growing fierce In the end of times, no prophecy just you and me In the end of times, the thrill of the flight I am here to take your life I am thinking snake oil rubbed in the skin Enter the poison! I am thinking arrows stuck in the heart All men are mortal I am biting the apple, the rotten core The worm wants more I am healing the blind, the book of the dead Be prepared to meet your end!