Death Cry
This is where they die
In the red painted house of fury
In the pauper's palace
Where pandemonium is a delicacy
This is where they die
Swimming in the ochre fluid
Fluid of their massacred brother
Just for the faith fought in bait
This is where we will die
For the faith we hold so dear
And for the faith we fought to keep
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