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When you feel the darkness calling out your name |
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Don't try to fight the power surge |
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Don't you laugh for this is not a game |
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You're powerless, don't resist the urge |
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So many black hearts answering the call |
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Legions of the musically possessed |
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Congregations joining in our free-for-all |
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Unleashing all the rage they've repressed |
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Come to us, succumb to lust |
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Give in to the ministry of sin |
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You know the drill, do as you will |
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Dance like the demons of the din |
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All will yearn for our nocturne |
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The dawning of our cult is at hand |
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Come and pray, we know the way |
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Bow to the tempo of the damned |
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We are all leaders of the horde |
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Keeper of the apes of wrath |
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Heed the call of the volume, |
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LordHigh priest of the bloodbath |
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Serve unto us, surrender us your souls |
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Rewards you will receive |
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And when the tempo has taken control |
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Even the heretic's will believe |
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Come to us, succumb to lust |
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Give in to the ministry of sin |
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You know the drill, do as you will |
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Dance like the demons of the din |
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All will yearn for our nocturne |
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The dawning of our cult is at hand |
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Come and pray, we know the way |
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Bow, bow, bow to the tempo of the damned |
