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What are you listening to?

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When I was a little fella, my great-grandfather lived on the Green River, which is where I learned to skip rocks. I can't hear this song without thinking about him.
 
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DIO

Power, power
It happens every day
Power, devour
All along the way

Oh no, move me out of harm
I need a spell and a charm

And fly like the wind
I'm no pawn,
So be gone,
Speed on and on....
Kill the king

Tear him down
Kill the king, yeah



 
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Spineless from the start
Sucked into the part
Circus comes to town
You play the lead clown

Please, please, spreading his disease
Living by his story
Knees, knees, falling to your knees
Suffer for his glory
You will

Time for lust, time for lie
Time to kiss your life goodbye
Send me money, send me green, heaven you will meet
Make a contribution and you'll get a better seat
Bow to Leper Messiah

 
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Evangelist, you claim God speaks through you
Your restless mouth, full of lies, gains popularity
You care not for the old that suffer
When empty pockets cry from hunger


Penniless from their generosity
Sharing their money to quench your greed
Searching for the answer to their prayers
They cry their last wish of need:

Save me!

 
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South of heaven

An unforeseen future nestled somewhere in time.
Unsuspecting victims no warnings, no signs.
Judgment day the second coming arrives.
Before you see the light you must die.

Forgotten children, conform a new faith,
Avidity and lust controlled by hate.
Never ending search for your shattered sanity,
Souls of Damnation in their own reality.

Chaos rampant,
An age of distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive habitat.

The root of all evil is the heart of a black soul.
A force that has lived all eternity.
A never ending search for a truth never told.
The loss of all hope and your dignity.

Chaos rampant,
An age of distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive habitat.

On and on, south of heaven
On and on, south of heaven
On and on, south of heaven
On and on, south of heaven

 
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