A consuming fire… That’s one of your names
We have fear that’s healthy, fools are unafraid
Nothing that is dirty must be in the streets
Everything is spotless or burnt by your heat
But all get stuck, in a ditch
Recovery truck, get here, quick
Judge is in his chamber, everyone can see
Evidence is mounting, still, there is no plea
Judge has got a history, he’s been more than kind
But the proud are wicked, pride has made them blind
We’re in the muck, like the pit
Recovery truck, get here, quick
Showers, the way was not so clear
Hours of tense and locked-in fear
Towers have fallen far and near
Recovery truck power gets us out of here
Storms brought down the power, everything’s a mess
All is at a standstill, most have lost their bets
But there’ll be a wedding: Judge and his sweet bride
We will rule forever at the end of time
Still, she needs luck, here, with him
Recovery truck, get here, quick
Showers, the way was not so clear
Hours of tense and locked-in fear
Towers have fallen far and near
Recovery truck power gets us out of here
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