In a town in the east The parishioners were visited upon By a curious beast And his eyes numbered but one and shone like the sun And a glance beckoned the immediate loss Of a cherished one It was the coming of the
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Flames licked round the sacred spire And the congregation's last line of defence Was engulfed in fire As the flaming priest stepped into the firing line On the business end of despair God, he took his own life During the coming of the
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A nimbus of blue light surrounds a crimson paw As he takes another fatal swipe At the Blytheburgh Church Door
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Compositores: Daniel Francis Hawkins (Daniel Hawkins) (PRS), Edwin James Graham (Ed Graham) (PRS), Francis Gilles Poullain-patterson (Frankie Poullain) (PRS), Justin David Hawkins (Justin Hawkins) (PRS)Editores: Chicken Sounds, Kobalt Music Pub Ltd (ABRAMUS), Polygram Music Publishing Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2003ECAD verificado obra #1199812 e fonograma #988400 em 04/Mai/2024