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Sit Stay Roll
Sit Stay Roll

Yeah!!!

They have the bloody flock
Fierce, black hounds are mad
I hear the beast behind my
And stench from its maw

The of berserks
With each right paw
They're red in blood

The of curs to trample their own truth
To chase all of white
No for those who dare to disagree
One path, one past, one

loyal - unfailing tool
they do what they been trained to
with the the minds are full
the evil of old
the ghosts of old

turns back at last
as soon as their is done
and dog raven dog
the claws bones
the crush bones

claws crush
crush bones
claws crush
claws bones

The one who
He learns a lesson of bones and stones
dissidence objected
And it's a basic skill to

Sit Stay Roll
Sit Stay Over
Sit Roll Over
Sit

The march of curs to trample own truth
To all crows of white
No breath for who dare to disagree
One path, one past, one

One path,
One past,
One
One path,
One past,
One
One path,
One past,
One

It's no one's
It's no one's
no one's trust
It's not my
It's not my
It's not my

meat of those
Right paws
The has gone
They themselves
Devouring of those
Right upraised
The flock has
fressed themselves