Verse 1:
The time is drawing near, you can look into his eyes
Feel the flame of his vengeance, the fire of the lies
That permeate the room, it's a fight to the death
Death of the marriage where there's no winner left  
His anger swells, and hell's gates are opened
His wife’s unleashed, romance broken
He walks away with a flame in his soul 
The fire still burns like a graveyard coal
The wayward hold of a Jezebel sneer   
Lingers in his mind like a whisper in the ear
The lion will strike from the shadows of death
And the beast will devour like 2 to the chest
So his breath is heaving, excitement rising, 
Adrenaline flooding, as he's fixing his eyes, on a girl  
No the prize, no the object of demise
Satisfy my craving while I lay down to die

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I will stand in the face of death
I will run even when I have no breath
I will fly though my wings are broken
I will be free again

Verse 2
He gets a one way ticket to Amsterdam
Gonna live the life that he wished he never had
Gonna release the anger on a scarlet bed
Hit the red light district cause all he sees is red
He spreads the lie that's caught and deceives him,
That love will come through the woman who receives him
Believes it'll relieve the grieving pain easy
But bleeding hearts need to bleed for a season
Instead he treads on new earth
Looking for a new place to find his worth,
So he walks down the strip-mall looking for his winnings
In the shop windows all he sees are these women
Giving him a river flowing full of options
But he walks on by their vivacious seductions
And places his gaze on an Eastern girl
Shy and scared, but has the beauty of a pearl
She's intimidated by his animated desire
Feeling bated and degraded like she's burning in a fire
As he talks to her boss she knows
They're discussing the cost, but all she wants is just to say no

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Verse 3
He makes his move like a well-tuned criminal
Bruised and battered, she's treated like an animal
He asks her name, but she knows he doesn't care
She replies, Roxanne, with a voice that's barely there
She can tell by his accent, that he's American
Not only that, his demeanor screams arrogance
The cross around his neck casts out confusion
"How can God be real if he lets me get abused"
She stifles the tears welling in her eye
and She pushes away the hand that's at her thigh
Cries out for freedom, and tries to get out
But she's making him angry, so begins the bout
He knocks on her on the floor, so she scrambles and runs
Leaves this inhuman beast feeling stunned
But her boss spots the mess and yes intervenes
Calm the American, but to Roxanne screams
Obscenities she has never heard before
He beats her so bad, she can't get off the floor,
In his anger he sells her to Spanish man
Roxanne sweet dreams, say goodnight to Amsterdam

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