Lyrics:

to the groundWhen there's no more room in Hellthe dead will walk the earthAnd it shall be,as with the people,so with the priests;as with the slave,so with his master;as with the maid,so with her mistress;as with the buyer,so with the sellerArise, shine; for our time has come,For behold, Darkness shall cover the earthIn that day the dead shall hearthe words of a bookand out of their Gloom and Darknessthe eyes of the blind shall see.Rise from the depths of The Pitto the groundWhen there's no more room in Hellthe dead will walk the earth[Repeat]For my thoughts are not your thoughts,neither are your ways my waysFor as the heavens are higher than the earth,so are my ways higher than yoursDo not come near me, for I am set apart from you.And it shall be,as with the people,so with the priests;as with the slave,so with his master;as with the maid,so with her mistress;as with the buyer,so with the sellerArise, shine; for our time has come,For behold, Darkness shall cover the earthIn that day the dead shall hearthe words of a bookand out of their Gloom and Darknessthe eyes of the blind shall see.For my thoughts are not your thoughts,neither are your ways my waysFor as the heavens are higher than the earth,so are my ways higher than yours...Do not come near me, for I am set apart from you.Rise from the depths of The Pitto the groundWhen there's no more room in Hellthe dead will walk the earth
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