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The Devil Rides OutRe-clda death sweeps the landA ressurected pestilence This medieval barbarity So removed from civility The bloody playground Of the wealthy And the perenially blood thirsty (Chorus) No excuses stand up and be counted You love the stench of the blood No excuses stand up and be counted The helpless fear of the hunted The devil rides today Drenched in gore he loves to play With our primal need To see things bleed |