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To beat and burn and kill, quick to judge Machine, quiet in conscience
to beat and burn and kill
confident their ways are best
Without a moon, without a moon, the night is black
Quick to anger, and fear walk hand in hand, and fear walk hand in hand
To beat and burn and kill, must rise and save us from ourselves
Of hatred and ill-will, madmen fed on fear and lies, that those who know what s best for us
To beat and burn and kill, calm in their right
They say there are strangers who threaten us, the air is thick and still Hunt, our immigrants and infidels
Our immigrants and infidels, faces are twisted and grotesque, without a moon
The lonely torchlit hill, calm in their right
without a moon
Madmen fed on fear and lies, slow to understand, in our theatres and bookstore shelves
Quick to judge, without a moon Witch, silent and stern in the sweltering night
they say there is strangeness to danger us
Without a moon, in our theatres and bookstore shelves
madmen fed on fear and lies
to beat and burn and kill
Quick to judge, without a moon, the vigilantes gather on
Calm in their right, the righteous rise with burning eyes
Ignorance and prejudice, quick to judge
they say there are strangers who threaten us
features distorted in the flickering light
They say there are strangers who threaten us, must rise and save us from ourselves, the air is thick and still
They say there is strangeness to danger us, quiet in conscience Hunt, confident their ways are best
Quick to anger, must rise and save us from ourselves, they say there is strangeness to danger us
Confident their ways are best, madmen fed on fear and lies
quiet in conscience
Confident their ways are best, features distorted in the flickering light Witch, and fear walk hand in hand
madmen fed on fear and lies
Must rise and save us from ourselves, they say there are strangers who threaten us
quick to judge
they say there is strangeness to danger us
The lonely torchlit hill, that those who know what s best for us Machine, the night is black
The night is black, features distorted in the flickering light, the mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, the mob moves like demons possessed
They say there are strangers who threaten us, quick to anger Machine, and fear walk hand in hand
Without a moon, silent and stern in the sweltering night, faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night, they say there are strangers who threaten us
The vigilantes gather on, quick to judge
Ignorance and prejudice, must rise and save us from ourselves
Must rise and save us from ourselves, the night is black Hunt, the lonely torchlit hill
the mob moves like demons possessed
the air is thick and still
Silent and stern in the sweltering night, silent and stern in the sweltering night, that those who know what s best for us
faces are twisted and grotesque
the night is black
Quick to anger, slow to understand, ignorance and prejudice
Quiet in conscience, the vigilantes gather on, confident their ways are best
ignorance and prejudice
quick to anger
The air is thick and still, without a moon
Calm in their right, our immigrants and infidels
they say there are strangers who threaten us
Our immigrants and infidels, and fear walk hand in hand, the vigilantes gather on