God Syndrome

Madame Macabre

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    Lurking in the shady streets, hazy
    Wandering all on your own, crazy
    Thought you were the monster here, how sad
    Time to learn your place you're only just a lad
    Cast a thousand sins and one, have you?
    Common boogeyman you are, it's true
    Let's see if you're all just bark, no bite
    Cowards like you always turn tail and take flight

    Why the good die and the cruel live (non nocent reddentes)
    Injustice I cannot forgive
    Don't play God you're no deity
    Who pray tell will try to stop me?

    Cut them down and make them holy
    Forgiven on this ground solely
    Bear no arms, I'll rip those from you
    As a corpse no more harm you'll do

    Some say that my work is wrong, wicked
    But their train of thought is flawed, afflicted
    For if they're to die tonight, poor taste
    Might as well preserve their vitals, what a waste
    Don't look at me with those eyes, you've got
    No one else to blame for your demise
    Think you'll catch my mercy now, really?
    After all your crimes, beyond a doubt guilty

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    Redemption redistribution (non nocent reddentes)
    Sacrifice the institution
    Your lifeblood beseech the other
    Even you can save another

    Cut them down and make them holy
    Forgiven on these grounds solely
    Bear no arms, I'll rip those from you
    As a corpse no more harm you'll do

    Now, say goodbye
    Feel no shame as you die, know that
    At last you give back, may
    Judgment pass you by

    Cut them down and make them holy
    Forgiven on these grounds solely
    Bear no arms, I'll rip those from you
    As a corpse no more harm you'll do

    Cut them down and make them holy
    Forgiven on these grounds solely
    Bear no arms, I'll rip those from you
    As a corpse no more harm you'll do

    Now, say goodbye
    Feel no shame as you die

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