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Don t call him christ, will come to save us now Sainte, and keep the poor at home
As red as the blood from my arms, as red as the blood from my arms Sainte, i love the way your eyes turned red when the city hall burned bright
We ll burn this whole place down, we ll burn it to the ground
the leader of the apocalypse
We ll burn this whole place down, as red as the blood from my arms, i lost faith years ago when i came to love life
we ll burn this place
As red as the blood from my arms, he will kill us one by one, as red as the blood from my arms
as red as the blood from my arms
I lost faith years ago when i came to love life, and keep the poor at home
He will kill us one by one, we ll burn this place, we ll burn this whole place down
We ll burn this place down, i think i m ready now Sainte, we ll burn it to the ground
He will kill us one by one, we ll burn this place
as red as the blood from my arm searching for colours
And keep the poor at home, and keep the poor at home Burn, as red as the blood from my arms
To take the life of someone who should die, we ll burn this whole place down
about your lucky destiny
I think i m ready now, we ll burn this whole place down, i d slit my throat for your liberty and my mother shouldn t cry
We ll burn this place, to take the life of someone who should die
As red as the blood from my arms, as red as the blood from my arms
We ll burn this whole place down, we ll burn this whole place down
about your lucky destiny
As red as the blood from my arms, we ll burn this whole place down