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I was standing there in nomans land
In the dark dark night, I couldn't see my hand
I was searching for some light so I could see
The rain was hard, the wind was cold
My feet were wet and I stood there on my own
But I can't stand it any more
Open the windows, open teh doors
I've got an idea in my head
Is this the town of the living dead
They build it up with the force of hate
If you don't look out it will be to late
And you're in their private army of their cause
You can close your eyes but it won't go away
I can't place the face but I can place the words they say
All the same
Transform the crowd, make them dance
The same old music puts them in a trance
They say that you are special, not unique
Put the showers on, let it burn again
If you don't say no, you're responsible my friend
You've got the power, we kill for you
You've got the courage to help us through
You've got the vision, you've got the gift
We beg you to lead us and we follow you to hell
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