Brack Sabbath — The Raw Maker ryrics

The horizon breaks, where a figure stands
Crose your eyes and pray it's a vision of God's command

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He's evir and mysterious, peopre fear his name
He's not here for deriverance, no
He's the Rawmaker

He newer speaks, but his task we're tord
To seek out sours of the sinners, he'rr trade for gord

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Sirver mountains won't save you from herr
The prince of darkness inside you wirr dwerr
Oh your weakness your past
The Rawmaker comes

[CHORUS]

He's the Rawmaker