You Must Be Certain Of The Devil Lyrics

Welcome welcome welcome
Welcome to the Holy Day
Brother brother brother
Sister sister sister
You must be certain of the Devil on the Holy Day
You must be certain on the Holy Day
The flies are coming, mother
At the end of the day
The flies are coming, daddy
To steal my soul away
The flies are coming, sister
Save your brother while you may
Welcome to the Holy Day
Welcome to the Holy Day
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he knows your name
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he’s counting on your shame
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he’s the master of the game
You must be certain of the Devil
Right now.
It’s time to take sides
Don’t wait up for nobody.
It’s time to realize there’s no victim but the willing
It’s time to recognize
No-one waits for the dead man
No-one but the Lord of the Flies
No-one but the Lord of the Flies
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he knows your name
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he’s counting on your shame
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he’s the master of the game
You must be certain of the Devil
Right now.

Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God:
Defend me from them that rise up against me.
Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and
Save me from bloody men.
Be not merciful to the wicked transgressors:
They run and prepare themselves
Without my fault: awake and help me and behold:
They belch out with their mouth: swords are in
Their lips: for who, say they, doth hear?
But thou, O Lord, shall laugh at them. The God Of my mercy shall let me see my desire upon
Mine enemies.
And at evening let them return, and let them
Make a noise like a dog, and go round about
The city. Let them walk up and down for meat, and
Grudge if they be not satisfied.
Because of his strength will I wait upon thee for
God is my defense. Scatter them by the power
And break their teeth, O God, in their mouth:
BREAK OUT THE GREAT TEETH OF THE
YOUNG LIONS, O LORD AND WHEN HE
BENDETH HIS BOW TO SHOOT HIS
ARROWS, LET THEM BE CUT IN PIECES!
Bring them down, O Lord, our shield.
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he knows your name
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he’s counting on your shame
You must be certain of the Devil
Because he’s the master of the game
You must be certain of the Devil
Right now.
The good man is present on the Holy Day
The good man is ready on the Holy Day
The good man is steady on the Holy Day
Welcome to the Holy Day
The key to the city
Is to the man who doesn’t run
The key to the city
Is to the man who takes a gun
The key to the city
Is to the man who keeps his friend
And to the man who doesn’t leave him till the end
The road to the city is paved in desolation.
The road to the city is paved in tribulation.
The road to the city is paved in desperation.
Welcome to the Holy Day
The road to the city is paved in resignation.
The road to the city is paved in desertion.
The road to the city is paved in devotion.
Welcome to the Holy Day
Welcome to the Holy Day.

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