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Devourment of ghost |
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Sacrifice in homage to reject this mercy |
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Cruelty to consume the vitality beneath the flesh |
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Legacy of the funeral |
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Allow this body of the soulless to be raised as great gate |
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Channeling the chambers of blood to bring his rebirth |
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Shaping this myth within a lunatics mind |
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No forgiveness attained |
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Alive within this altar of flesh |
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Forever to be this restraint in promised pain |
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Veins are emptied and embalmed with the appetite of betrayal |
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Speechless lips are removed to invoke the words of the dead |
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Infestation of belief that promised broken lies |
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These ties with the unholy came true before these eyes |
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Take these hands of betrayal and succumb to the defiance of death |
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Lying in the arms of the sick, kissing this seduction of spilling blood |
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The reality in promised faith now lies imprisoned in dark shrines |
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Breathing out these streams of blood, this horror grows inside |
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These fears await the butchers knife |
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On wings of steel a soul will rise |
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Methods of enslaving of the absolute |
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For the degrading of eternity |
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Blessed in the grasp of desecrated rites |
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This fearless journey to resurrect |
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Upon countless years weve died |
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Etched scars in the skin of the attained |
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The lifeless reborn once again |
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Addiction in this infernal flame |
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Surface this unclean soul as mouths of the underworld speak through wounds |
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The regeneration of silenced pureness is strangled by intestines |
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In halls of the confined this silence dies |
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By avenging screams seeds of life cease |
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Amnesty in the corrupt |
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This black consumes the mind |
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The paleness of the eyes |
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This sight is content in submergence |
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Emerged from stripped flesh |
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Arise from the shell of god |
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Flood waters of the baptized engulfing life to give birth to the cold of hell |
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Self indulgence in the creation of perverse fear |
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Hands now made tools of surgery |
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Sinister ways of salvation |
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Dissection of this savior |
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Released from the calling of sighs |
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Succumb to this arrogance in these words that dominate |
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Blood runs beneath these eyes |
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Entrance to the skull we find sickness of life |
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Now march to the sounds of funeral cries |
