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Soul after soul! |
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My black wings cut the sky |
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Hatred so old! |
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My long teeth ripped flesh |
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The corpses, |
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I'll take them into my hall of bones |
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The slaughtered, the entrails, the guts will be my throne |
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Victims abound! |
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Their wickness is my strength |
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Red moon beyond! |
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Straight from the underworld |
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I'm creeping, the rain beats on rusty iron walls |
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The foul stench of my mouth, the abject evil calls |
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Dark light! |
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Blood is the currency, and |
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I'm the paradise |
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The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight |
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I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light |
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Dark light! |
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Blood is the currency, and |
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I'm the paradise |
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The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight |
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I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light |
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Hymn of the damned! |
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The fire burns the cries |
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Realm of the dead! |
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Welcome mortality |
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My temple, unholy, the altar made of plagues |
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Your crosses, just dripping, religion - sick and fake |
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Hell ain't a dream! |
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Hot pits and freezing cold |
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Sin after sin! |
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Your nightmare never ends |
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That oily machinery, cooled by the human sweat |
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I feed them with envy, the worms inside your head |
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Dark light! |
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Blood is the currency, and |
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I'm the paradise |
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The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight |
|
I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light |
|
Dark light! |
|
Blood is the currency, and |
|
I'm the paradise |
|
The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight |
|
I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light |
|
Soul after soul! |
|
My black wings cut the sky |
|
Hatred so old! |
|
My long teeth ripped flesh |
|
The corpses, |
|
I'll take them into my hall of bones |
|
The slaughtered, the entrails, the guts will be my throne |
|
Victims abound! |
|
Their wickness is my strength |
|
Red moon beyond! |
|
Straight from the underworld |
|
I'm creeping, the rain beats on rusty iron walls |
|
The foul stench of my mouth, the abject evil calls |
|
Dark light! |
|
Blood is the currency, and |
|
I'm the paradise |
|
The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight |
|
I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light |
|
Dark light! |
|
Blood is the currency, and |
|
I'm the paradise |
|
The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight |
|
I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light |