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I am the god of pain |
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The one that stalks you at night |
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So hold your dear pillow tight, here's your father |
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The evil has you now, |
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A thing you can not escape |
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The demon's grasping you tight, |
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Leave your past life behind... |
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All your thoughts are mine to take... |
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Leave your darkened terrain |
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Misty black child of the saints I hate |
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Where's your god now? |
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Is he here with you now? |
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Misty black child of the lord I hate |
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The war is far from done |
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A thing that can not be won |
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I have a grasp on your soul and your mind |
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The gods are calling him |
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The can not rid us of him |
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They are deceiving the child of the lord... |
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I am the father of pain... |
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Leave your darkened terrain |
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Misty black child of the saints I hate |
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Where's your god now? |
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Is he here with you now? |
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Misty black child of the lord I hate |
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Immortal as he stands |
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His spirit roaming the lands |
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He cannot see past the fields that he's used to |
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Regardless of his fate |
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He fights the father of hate |
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Returning light back to the |
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god that we all confine... |
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Fighting for the god of peace... |
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Leave your darkened terrain |
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Misty black child of the saints I hate |
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Where's your god now? |
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Is he here with you now? |
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Misty black child of the lord I hate |
