Amongst The Masses

Saint Avarice

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    Hundreds of eyes peering at those who will stand and fight
    A means to despise
    To cradle a fist at the brim of your jaw
    Head on towards a fist
    Struck down with one blow
    They have you surrounded
    Between heaven and hell
    Lies a core underrated
    Your blood stains on his crown
    Your blood drips down his mouth
    Suffer a fate worse than life
    Never a fate worse than life
    Go serve your god well
    Be sure not to fail or be destined to fall
    Your blood runs down his hands
    Your blood drips down his pants
    Suffer a fate worse than life
    Never a fate worse than life
    Shot through the sky
    Tearing apart at the clouds in our way
    A religious fight
    A chance to discover who you really are
    Be sure not to fail this time
    Your blood won't buy you out
    Your blood will strip you down
    Suffer a fate worse than life
    Never a fate worse than life

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