100 Torches

Ill Angelic

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    100 torches burn
    These streets are crawling to the taste of blood
    They beat their fist against my door tonight
    100 hearts have turned
    They're screaming murderer your time has come
    Looks like they'll hang me from a tree tonight
    So long, so long, so long, so long...
    Hold your head up high
    As I hang our colors fly
    It's freedom over blackened skies
    And let this memory burn a lasting fire
    So long, so long, so long, so long...
    A shattered windowpane, a lifeless body's lying at their feet
    They'll beat their fists into my head tonight
    And so we'll start the game, the horse that drags me 'till I stop screaming
    These thirsty streets will have their fill tonight
    So long, so long, so long, so long...
    Hold your head up high
    As I hang our colors fly
    It's freedom over blackened skies
    And let this memory burn a lasting fire
    You'll cry for death they said
    We'll make this easy just apologize
    I'll take my chances with your rope
    Goodbye

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