The line is always drawn in blood
The downpour that precedes the flood
and crossing it accept a prize
that bars the doors of paradise
signed in blood and sealed with tears
the poison forced into our ears
the sickness for the sickening prize
a mad spark behind jaundiced eyes
that grasps the pen and taps a vein
and leaves behind a crimson stain
seal the deal prepare the plate
and servants offer up my fate
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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