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No one in this place for motive or any hope
But for the dead shot of an amber glass, the light of a votive
Rain obscured the window as the pain was dulled by the
Absolved by spoons in flames and fear in dissolving

It's not for the faint of or anybody false
Those amateurs who simply shed their
So where are those now, we once called patriots?
Just like those who seem to revel in their sins

Oh, my eyes were filled tears that were stinging
After our assassin's work was
The bells and hands were only for the wringing
And we were bringing bullets for the new-born

The sound lamenting, tramping down the blooms of the deceased
The double agent girl and the fallen priest were heading for the
Somewhere in the command, there stayed the palest hand
That saw the order countermand, a tape recorder
And then they him from a window cord

Swallow down that voodoo and stay your breath a while
we spill the tale that we have spun
And now I shall confide all that I denied
Oh, I'm so sorry for the things I've

Oh, my eyes were filled tears that were stinging
After our assassin's was done
The and hands were only there for the wringing
And we were bringing for the new-born king