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Demigodly creatures infiltrating the human race |
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Embodied hellish energy behind a common front |
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Aware of reality's phantasmagoric nature |
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We can see right through its manmade exterior |
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Bearing the spark of purification |
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Which'll clothe all continents in a fiery veil |
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Erasing the errors of the past |
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Thus, making way for the future |
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And reclaiming the dignity once lost |
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Those sharing the goblet of deeper insight |
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Can never be misled by any mortal word |
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And so we wander in subterranean shadows |
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Where the beams of biblical light fail to distract |
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Like a pack of bicephalous wolves |
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Patiently observing those we desire to hunt |
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Fully prepared to unleash our innermost demons |
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To violate, to ravish and to annihilate |
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By sundown's ghastly eminence we'll assemble |
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To bayonet each and every clerical heart |
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And with the lifeblood of the first dead shepherd |
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Our faces will be painted as an indication of triumph |
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Enfolded by bleak auras |
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Glowing with otherworldly splendour |
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Upon the wings of inborn aspiration |
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We shall soar high above the carcass fields |
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Where fellow ravens peck holes in rotten skulls |
