Now the ruins are barely rolling
And the nations can't agree
And all that all the nations
But nobody feels very sorry for me
If I lost everything of all the saving grace
But I can't help this
The day
She sure is standing
Now the holy book is written
Oh,
And as for a natural warning
But nobody done yet understand
Just like Pharaoh and his armies
They were made of a solid
Yes and that old bad wolf's gonna howl his way from
Holed in some big cavern
I would sit and wait, calling my children
But I just don't mean to hesitate
And if I was a master leader
I would attempt to laugh and rage
Yet the wild wolf he's big old
And not a
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