.Blood of the lamb
Runs full over our horsing town
A serpent has spoiled itself, our hopes
And vics have blood of lamb
Out calls Martin, the face of heaven
The moon is red as the blood of our prayer>A devil hunched it's self upon our crying child
And toys with the blood of the la.
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