Lyrics:
a roof And the wind gets up Blowing gustily in And you try flap your angel wings But beat as they may There can be no escape For these chains are heavy
rats and wild pigs I crying return - the way of Rome I see traitors and unfaithful whores now facing their gustily fate The wicked tool - the bronze bull
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