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Now the day that the lord rained down

The skies screamed of race through the clouds

You’re gonna pay for the hell that you’ve done

That crop won’t ever come

You laughed in the face of the lord

You joked in the presence of God

Now the rain’s gonna burn like the sun

That crop won’t ever come

The devil’s rising in

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

The devil’s rising

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

And that crop won’t ever come

You howl like a wolf in the night

You prowl where you once saw the light

You can pray for the rain for the sun

But that crop won’t ever come

The devil’s rising in

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

The devil’s rising

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Oh That crop won’t ever come

That crop won’t ever come

That crop won’t ever come

That crop won’t ever come

That crop won’t ever come

That crop won’t ever come

The devil’s rising in

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

The devils rising

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

The devil’s rising in

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

The devils rising

Oh yeah

Oh yeah