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Red Harvest Dead Cities

you know I've been a dumpin' that red hot slag way down the road I've been a blastin' I've been firin' I've been a pourin' that red hot iron I've been

. Snake bite Breath too heavy to hold. Caught up in the wake of the red witch tryin' to swim it. Ran for the sake of dead click stripped of idealic image

Then the man with the red sword attacked from behind Left the silver sword fighter defeated and blind Then carnage ensued that no man could condone As the bloody red

blood the crystalline walls run red?) And in the glooming chambers of our shadowed sanctum, we wait, half-mad with terror, To reap the slaughterous harvest

follow me over one Snake bite, breath to heavy to hold Caught up in the wake of the red witch trying to swim it Ran for the snake of dead eliques stripped

of God brings a plague upon man Divine retribution Pestilence rains on the fat of the land The sick and the dying Bring out the dead for the harvest