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By the Christians, it is written
That in the black Myrthian age
There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood
Drink it up, fifty years 'bout enough, time to come back
They want to call the bluff
Ok then, time to come back (what up)
Hail King Huey, do it for fluid, you knew it was movin' forever
Knew it, the truth is, the movement was really too clever

Raise up out the dirt
And the rain beat down, down, down
And the sun beat down, down, down
And beat in the ground, ground, ground
Down, down, down
Down, down
Massacre in the making
There's not a place you can take it