Where the slime live Where the slime breed When the wind blows And the cradle falls....down
Their poisonous fingers that wrote the poison lines Their poison lingers What a tragedy when their fingers are removed
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Where the slime live (They are the lowest forms of life) Where the slime breed (They make a new one too corrupted) When the wind blows (The winds of truth are blowing now) And the cradle falls....down
Their burning dogma Introducing to our mind - lies They plot for the total control of the morals And what a tragedy when the god-heads are removed.
They crawl, they breed, they hide but we see They burn I see the smoke of the funerals rising God lives in their hearts now laid to rest
What a sight As their kingdom comes tumbling down We burn - the ones with contrite souls be gone!
Long gone are the filthy liars Long gone are their filthy lies I know they'll come again some day Where the slime live and how the slime gets washed away
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