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Wind comes up through the trees
First time softly cleansing breeze
Second time angry ill at ease
Ill at ease
All ablaze in the western sky
One spark flew and opened fire
Here comes arson with his violent desire
Violent desire
Kerosene
Kerosene
In the wild west bible story
The devil of fire comes bathed in glory
A hot wind flush against my skin
Brings back thoughts of wandering
We're back from where I first began
Back there
Kerosene
Kerosene
In the wild west bible story
The devil of fire comes bathed in glory
Kerosene
Kerosene
In the wild west bible story
The devil of fire comes bathed in glory
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