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Be Gone with you, you articles of nothingness I don't know what I have to do to prove myself This audience is stern The Grey is what has risen from the pits Choose a new medicine to control it You thought you had me fooled The grey is what has risen from the pits [x2] My lady lets us waltz We can ignore the firearms Guns manufactured by fear I will never be forgotten I will never forget you [x4] [x2] With dead tongues lonely hearts, we cough the poison out and yet I sing a song of hope Your final days approach This will be our final confrontation This will be our last |