The Reckoning

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Well the fiery five points came from Queen of Babylon
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Rotten rapture and lines of lives that came undone
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And how cool wind blew their dreams away like paper cups
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Now they're bound and bearing the shadows of the gun
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Let's sing
 
 
[Verse 2]
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And the stranded señoritas fall and take a knee
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For the anthem, believe a dark and rising drum
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While the cholos in their Chevrolets and mercy streets
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And the shiny wall for the bankers and the Bronx
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Then they line the halls of the prison it becomes
 
 
[Chorus]
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But maybe we will be free
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When the battle lines meet
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Maybe they will be one
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When the counting is done
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Yeah, maybe they will be free when the reckoning comes
 
 
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
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So the choir boys hide their voices, bruised and out of tune
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While the priestess of the harbor rides a wave
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And the bar girls drown their choices in their silver spoons
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With a junkman's nightmare crashing in their veins
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And the rich ride silver horses to their waiting ships
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While the poor cry out for justice and cocaine
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And they all bow down to the new crown of the apocalypse
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As he stabs the truth and slides out onto the stage
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Then as the footlocks melt the grease paint from his face
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It's very hard to tell the master from his slaves
 
 
[Chorus]
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But maybe we will be free
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When the battle lines meet
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Maybe they will be one
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When the counting is done
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Yeah, maybe they will be free when the reckoning comes
 
 
[Post-Chorus]
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When the reckoning comes (Reckoning, when the reckoning comes)
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When the reckoning comes (Reckoning, when the reckoning comes)
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When the reckoning comes (Reckoning, when the reckoning comes)
 
 
[Chorus]
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Maybe we will be free
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When the battle lines meet
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Maybe they will be one
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When the counting is done
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Maybe they will see peace
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When the hearts are   released
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Maybe we'll reach true sun
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When the gauntlet is  run
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Maybe they will be free
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When the reckoning comes
 
 
[Outro]
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            When the reckoning comes
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            When the reckoning comes
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