| Look through the people, and on through the mist
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| To the hill of the headless cross
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| Where all witches meet, on a night such as this
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| And the power of darkness is host
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| They come face to face, eye to eye, soul to soul
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| With an Angel that fell from the sky
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| Borne on the air, are the screams and the wails
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| Of the masses appointed to die
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| Listen for the feet as they pound the land to a tune of thunder
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| Watch as the legions ride again to a fate of death or torture
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| At the headless cross, at the headless cross
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| From the first evil night, when a black flash of light
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| Cut the crucifix half to the ground
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| There’s been no escape from the power of Satan
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| On a nation so brave and so proud
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| Listen for the feet as they pound the land to a tune of thunder
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| Watch as the legions ride again to a fate of death or torture
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| At the headless cross, at the headless cross
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| How do you feel, when the locks refuse the key
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| And the master is calling your name
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| Does the luck of the charm, really keep you from harm
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| Does the talisman protect you from pain
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| Listen for the feet as they pound the land to a tune of thunder
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| Watch as the legions ride again to a fate of death or torture
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| At the headless cross, at the headless cross
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| From the first evil night, when a black flash of light
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| Cut the crucifix half to the ground
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| There’s no escaping from the power of Satan
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| For a people so brave and so proud
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| Listen for the feet as they pound the land to a tune of thunder
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| Watch as the legions ride again to a fate of death or torture
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| At the headless cross, at the headless cross
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| At the headless cross, at the headless cross
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| Where will you run to, at the headless cross
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| Look, to the headless cross |