John feels the stare He turns and hes there In the middle of a lonely huge place The priest speaks to him You think youll win With a sneering grin in his nice face You think that youre safe For the King you are brave But for me, youre a devil You push with might just Into the Kings trust Youre quite on the level Dont play the holy man Your aims, I will shatter Ill speak out the ban, What happens, doesnt matter Im alrightfor the fight! Answers John, because Im doing fine Victory is mine Hurry up John I wish you were gone I dont want to be your enemy I want you to live More I cant give Its not in the might of me Dont trust in this land Theyre head and shoulders above First they take your hand And then they cut it off Im alright for the fight! Answers John, because Im doing fine Victory is mine
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