Made the sinners cry He oped up his sky The rivers ran with blood The deserts name was love Said who can not be saved Soul of a man is much depraved Don't act as if you are his clone Made of iron and of stone Justice swept the land To raise the mortal made And when he overcome The war has just begun As the darkness spreads across his land Soul of man who stays his hand Forms the basis of his home Made of iron and of stone When it came the time To confess his crime The people stood and stared And didn't even care And the morning had died The millions knew that there was no lie Temple was built and the worshiping showed Made of iron and of stone
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