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[Taylor,

Plumes of smoke are rising from the streets below
Stainless and candle wax cast a sickly glow

Let us

Death will the streets tonight in leather faded grey
The echoed screams of agony in the canyon's break

and every night he pulls the sword out of the stone
Preying with the

Surgical precision but the work is never
So much sin and so much
Rise the setting sun

Through darkened panes the silent eyes watch the floor
The hunter now the hunted when death slips out the

Each and night he pulls the sword out of the stone
with the mantis

Through the damp and silent streets pyramids of light
Keeping to the
A of the night
The crush of flesh, caress of steel, the sound of breaking
As night fades into nothing the stands alone

and every night he pulls the sword out of the stone
Preying with the