Will you destroy the righteous with the wicked
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Shine your mercy on but 50 men
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Show me 10 yet worthy to see the sun again
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Though you¡¯re naught but dust and ash I will relent
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Stand and be counted
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Turn from these ruins
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Run
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Fire rains from the sky
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The hand of justice falls
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You spit in the face of one whose might is yet untold
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Fire rains from the sky
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The scales have tipped too far
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A monument encased in ash naught but a grave
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Where are these men that came to you this night
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Bring them forth that we may know them
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Be struck blind clear now a path for those I love
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Await the brimstone that comes soon to fill your grave
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Stand and be counted
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Turn from these ruins
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Run
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Fire rains from the sky
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The hand of justice falls
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You spit in the face of one whose might is yet untold
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Fire rains from the sky
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The scales have tipped too far
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A monument encased in ash naught but a grave
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Whoa break it down
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The stench of Sodom quenched in smoke and flame
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Angels enraged bring judgment hence
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Justice comes burning sear you from the face of the earth
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Dead eyes raised to an ash choked sky
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Stand and be counted
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Turn from these ruins
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Run
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Fire rains from the sky
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The hand of justice falls
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You spit in the face of one whose might is yet untold
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Fire rains from the sky
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The scales have tipped too far
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A monument encased in ash naught but a grave
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A Monument Encased In Ash
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The Showdown |