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Torch girl of the marshes 
Her kiss is a whip of the moon 
Dawn's damsels are dancing 
To the hum of her sunny young tune 

Gems hemmed in the heart's head 
The shield of the rivers is hers 
She one told me to think white 
And the night disappeared like a bird 

Hold the glove of gold behind you 
Love the glove of Truth. God of make-believe
In your world
Nothing's what it seems
Master Of pre-judgement
What do you really know
about the things we do

We know who you are
This time you've gone too far
The scar runs too deep

Thanks for the inspiration
To rise above you all
Second coming
Back with a vengeance
Judgement day
Cleansweep

Dreams spoiled by your greed
When honey turns to mud
you can't succeed
You're laughing now
But not for long
Operation cleansweep
has just begun

We know who you are
This time you've gone too far
The scar runs too deep

Thanks for the inspiration
To rise above you all
Second coming
Back with a vengeance
Judgement day
Cleansweep

Try me, try me...!