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First Stone
Kjelland/Ranney

Your pointed sticks and voodoo tricks
Leave nothing for us to fear
Your painted face is a disgrace
And only makes us jeer

You throw the first stone
We'll drop the last bomb
Once the fight is over
You'll be the one crying

The friends you keep are way too weak
And only run away
This time around our foe is found
What else can I say

And though I know there may be times
When I may see you as a friend
If I look into your eyes
I'll see your mask and turn away

Your simple lies and greedy eyes
Will burn your kingdom down
Your golden walls soon will fall
And fade without a sound

The wicked scheme that you have dreamed
Won't help you in your cell
When our time comes your day is done
And we will hold the bell

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