My hands are red
Admittedly, the cross is mine
The time is come
Forsake the brine
Alone with the void for a thousand years
I am the first of the reptillian rocketeers
Doom shins it's bitter brink
Its goblins casting stench to pave the way
I'm going off to seek the soul
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Who'll teach me of the day
A boy will be born in the garden
I'll wait on a patch of green grass
Somehow he'll know to find me there
And place a star upon my crust
We'll trace the crescent's rim
Pawn's pursuit of deliverance
My soul a satchel for musical vim
Then I'll return to save my race
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