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The Vicar Beckons
by Dirty Vicar
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Listen, you swine
You're out of time
I am the hand of the divine
Sent down to split your spine
For far too long
You maggots chose the path that's wrong
So I have come, in righteous wrath
To sing my execution song
Ashes to ashes, your blood is dust
I am the holy judge and you fill me with disgust
Quicklime and brimstone, your future's bleak
I see an oblong box for you, as I turn your other cheek
You're cannon fodder, meat for the beast
Strewn to the four winds, your life has ceased
You're doornail-dead, off with your head
It's far too late to bargain, here comes the looming dread
Listen, you scum - your time has come
Your penance is my vengeance, and there's nowhere left to run
Totally fucked, shit-out-of-luck
The reckoning is nigh, and now the vicar runs amok
Listen, you swine
You're out of time
I am the hand of the divine
Sent down to split your spine
For far too long
You maggots chose the path that's wrong
So I have come, in righteous wrath
To sing my execution song
Ashes to ashes, your blood is dust
I am the holy judge and you fill me with disgust
Quicklime and brimstone, your future's bleak
I see an oblong box for you, as I turn your other cheek
You're cannon fodder, meat for the beast
Strewn to the four winds, your life has ceased
You're doornail-dead, off with your head
It's far too late to bargain, here comes the looming dread
Listen, you scum - your time has come
Your penance is my vengeance, and there's nowhere left to run
Totally fucked, shit-out-of-luck
The reckoning is nigh, and now the vicar runs amok
