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And so I chose the night to be my dominion
Beauty, hope and joy all lay behind
All things good were no longer my companions
Buried with the soul that I let die
Then I sang the first hymn
And I filled a river red with blood
Drenched my whole world in sin
Left my city in dust
The few believers wanted to be picked
Praying to their God like some pious lunatics
Their sins were deadly, my lies, their truth
I opened up the gates and let them crawl through
To sing their first hymn
Filled their river with blood
Drenched their whole world in sin
Built their cities of dust
Drenched their whole world in sin
River red with blood
Built their cities of dust
I sang the first hymn
And I filled a river red with blood
Drenched my whole world in sin
Left my city in dust
I sang the first hymn
I filled a river red
I sang the first hymn
River red with blood
Once freedom came for me, and for my wearied soul
Prisoner of life I'd be no more
But the taste of blood had grown far too sweet
So I chose to walk the road that I was on
So I sang the next hymn
Filled a river with the death of love
And wallowed in my sin
Left my city in dust
Filled a river red with blood
Left my city in dust
And so I chose the night to be my dominion Beauty, hope and joy all lay behind All things good were no longer my companions Buried with the soul that I let die Then I sang the first hymn And I filled a river red with blood Drenched my whole world in sin Left my city in dust The few believers wanted to be picked Praying to their God like some pious lunatics Their sins were deadly, my lies, their truth I opened up the gates and let them crawl through To sing their first hymn Filled their river with blood Drenched their whole world in sin Built their cities of dust Drenched their whole world in sin River red with blood Built their cities of dust I sang the first hymn And I filled a river red with blood Drenched my whole world in sin Left my city in dust I sang the first hymn I filled a river red I sang the first hymn River red with blood Once freedom came for me, and for my wearied soul Prisoner of life I'd be no more But the taste of blood had grown far too sweet So I chose to walk the road that I was on So I sang the next hymn Filled a river with the death of love And wallowed in my sin Left my city in dust Filled a river red with blood Left my city in dust
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