The little lamb, he takes a walk, taking breath by breath with a chant of vengeance.
Kid is gone, kid is gone, sacrifice.
And what pain did he feel on every stride, with a chant of vengeance.
Cold inside, cold inside, cold inside.
The kid is gone, kid is gone, what sacrifice, he's gone beyond.
And what pain did he feel with every stride, with a chant of vengeance.
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