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Hand of blood - still sacrilegious ill |
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Watch the blood, how it floods |
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Through sands of time - sworn belly of scorn |
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Sworn by death, by grimes |
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And plague will arise from the land of the sun where the misery speaks |
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And the angel of light are the wolves |
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For those who see fatalities, for those who fear no noose |
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Liquefy, annihilate or suffer the fools |
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Hand of wrath - grave cannot be saved |
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Watch the spawn, on and on |
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Cursed is earth beneath, perverted minds - hell's devotees |
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Cursed are we, and free |
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The angel of light are the wolves |
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For those who see fatalities, for those who fear no noose |
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Liquefy, annihilate or suffer |
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For those who believe in bitter tragedies |
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For those who see the misery |
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Damnation's jewels - the fools |
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For they will bring you down |
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Suffer the fools and they will take your life |
