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Dogma
Burn the witches, burn the witches, don't take time to sew your stitches
Burn the witches, burn the witches
Good is the thing that you favour, Evil is your sour flavour
You cannot sedate all the things you hate
Burn the bridges, burn the bridges, don't take time to sew your stitches
Burn the bridges, burn the bridges
Good is the thing that you favour, Evil is your sour flavour
I don't need your hate, I decide my fate
You cannot sedate all the things you hate
Good is the thing that you favour, Evil is your sour flavour
I don't need your hate, I decide my fate
You cannot sedate all the things you hate
I don't need your hate, I decide my fate
Burn the witches, burn the witches, don't take time to sew your stitches
Burn the witches, burn the witches
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