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What is this that stands before me
Figure in black which points at me
Turn ’round quick and start to run
Find out I’m the chosen one
Oh, no
Big black shape with eyes of fire
Telling people their desire
Satan sitting there, he’s smiling
Watches those flame get higher and higher
Oh, god--lease help me
Oh, no--no
Child cries out for it’s mother
Mother screaming in the fire
Satan points at me again
Opens the door to push me in
Oh, no
Oh, god
Is it the end my friend
Satan’s coming ’round the bend
People running ’cause they’re scared
You people better go and beware
No, no
Please, god--no
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