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Out of the shroud from which I emerged

Down to the yard at the base of the hill

Astounding price I must pay

If I wanna know what's down there in the gloom

Wielding the maul

Taking one swing

Sinking it in

Driving the stake

After the fall

Taking one swing

Sinking it in

Hammering the iron on my nerve

Take your tools and mill them down

For in the living hell where you exist to serve

You are gone with not a sound

Wielding the maul

Taking one swing

Sinking it in

Driving the stake

After the fall

Taking one swing

Sinking it in