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Plague And Fyre
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Bring out your dead!
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Bring out your dead!
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Roses blister on his skin, fill him full of lies
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Withered posies crumbling in his hand
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Destroy the lucky amulet, and damn us with the flies
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Read the last rites
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"Blessed be the people" is a mockery
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From clergy which approve the kiss of death
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Ring-a-ring the children sing, the black plague bells are heralding
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Their funeral pyre, for beggar, priest and king
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Chorus:
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No, no, no - Nobility's no sanctuary
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Flee, flee, flee - The rat's bubonic flea
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But the scourge is everywhere, England weeps in her despair
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And in misty eyes a cure cannot be seen
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Raging pox and pestilence are dripping with the blood
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The slavering black dog roams everywhere
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Smites the ones he bites, and drags the ones he misses down
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The worst is yet to come
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As 1665 turns into 666
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A dread like none before grips every man
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As the prince of darkness sets aloose his wicked bag of tricks
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Will the evil lord unleash his masterplan?
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Chorus:
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No, no, no - Nobility's no sanctuary
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Flee, flee, flee - The rat's bubonic flea
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But the scourge is everywhere, England weeps in her despair
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And in misty eyes a cure cannot be seen
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"This plague and the impending conflagrations are signs from God
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And thus we, the flagellants, shall inflict punishment
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Upon our bodily flesh and other earthly manifestations
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To atone for the sins of the world"
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Satan had sent out a plot as cruel as it was grand
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To raze away the English capital
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As the final time began, he brought the flames to make his stand
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And thirteen times the baker shook his hand
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In the hellish heat of his retreat, the Devil did a spy
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The souls of London town are ripe for taking
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From the depths of his disguise, through the black slits of his eyes
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The fallen angel watched the city die, die, die, die
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Chorus:
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No, no, no - Nobility's no sanctuary
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Flee, flee, flee - The rat's bubonic flea
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But the scourge is everywhere, England weeps in her despair
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And in misty eyes a cure cannot be seen
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Fire, fire, fire - is burning London town
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Try, try, try - to beat the flames down
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But the heat is too intense, and it's thirst cannot be quenched
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And London's burning to the ground
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Ground!
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London's burning to the ground!
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Ring-a-ring o'roses
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A pocket full of o'posies
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A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
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We all fall down!
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