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Beyond the gates of entombment |
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I feel illuminating creation |
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The blinding light is eclipsed |
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With a stench of human cremation |
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Await the desolation |
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Of the gods in which I'll slay |
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Take away each gasping breath |
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Abort the ones who pray |
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Kicking Slashing |
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Choking from above |
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Ive killed them |
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Accession of the dead |
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The rotting begins to spread |
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I have killed them all |
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Eclipse the sky with doom |
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Ive seen their light Ive spread the night |
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To taste once more |
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And they'll beg, and they'll scream to you |
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Judgement. No fate. |
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No Faith, No truth, No life, Just certainty |
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The gate burns upon their need for insanity |
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I have become, the one, to kill the son |
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Bearing the weight of the crutch. All lies. |
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Eclipse the sky with doom |
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Beyond the gates of entombment |
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I feel illuminating creation |
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The blinding light is eclipsed |
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With a stench of human cremation |
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A mortal form has begun desecration |
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I feel (I feel) They kneel (They kneel) |
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This night is mine. |
