You try to close your ears
And you try to close your eyes
But the blasphemies [bad word] Tempting you with lies
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Give thanks for your protection
Your watchdogs of the night
Who hold the hungry wolves at bay
And keep them out of sight, out of sight

You just don't understand it
But it strikes a distant chord
So you look for away of escaping
And sanity's restored
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You focus your direction
Cloak tightly pulled around
But somewhere in the distance
You can hear a haunting sound
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You're in danger of [bad word] And you're [bad word] scared
You cannot make decisions [bad word] unprepared
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