
Demonic Attack
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Lyrics
They thought he was the Antichrist
For it was the time of his coming
Evil was inside the boy
You could see the devil in his eyes
They would drive the devil out
They would follow the teachings of the Lord
They would deliver his soul from Hell
They would deliver his soul from Hell
Withhold not correction from the child
For if thou beatest him with a rod he shall not die
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
They took him to a darkened room
To beat the devil out of him
This violence was the only way
They said, to make him well again
But the boy could take no more
The spasms racked his body
And he did lay in death so still
They said it was a demonic attack
Withhold not correction from the child
For if thou beatest him with a rod he shall not die
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
And so they laid him on the bed
They left the room and locked the door
They thought that life would soon return
The good Lord would not let him die
Time passed and the flesh did rot
One by one they were led away
But still inside their twisted minds
They could not accept the truth
Withhold not correction from the child
For if thou beatest him with a rod he shall not die
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
For it was the time of his coming
Evil was inside the boy
You could see the devil in his eyes
They would drive the devil out
They would follow the teachings of the Lord
They would deliver his soul from Hell
They would deliver his soul from Hell
Withhold not correction from the child
For if thou beatest him with a rod he shall not die
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
They took him to a darkened room
To beat the devil out of him
This violence was the only way
They said, to make him well again
But the boy could take no more
The spasms racked his body
And he did lay in death so still
They said it was a demonic attack
Withhold not correction from the child
For if thou beatest him with a rod he shall not die
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
And so they laid him on the bed
They left the room and locked the door
They thought that life would soon return
The good Lord would not let him die
Time passed and the flesh did rot
One by one they were led away
But still inside their twisted minds
They could not accept the truth
Withhold not correction from the child
For if thou beatest him with a rod he shall not die
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
We shall deliver his soul from Hell
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