He made the sinners cry
He opened up the sky
The rivers ran with blood
The jester's name was love
Who cannot be saved?
The soul of the man is much depraved
Don't act as of you are his clone
Made of iron and stone
The jester swept the land
To raise the mortal man
And when he had overcome
The war had just begun
As the darkness spread across the land
The soul of the man who stays his hand
Forms the basis of his home
Made of iron and stone
And when it came the time
To confess his crime
The people stood and stared
They didn't even care
And when the mourning had died
The minions knew that there was no lie
The temple was built and the worshippers shown
Made of iron and stone

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