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Curse you, all men |
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whose coil is strong. |
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I recognise the sparrows heart |
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beneath the theatre of misery. |
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Disbelivers shalt by dawn |
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be forced to forever mourn. |
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Curse you, all men |
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that resent my empire. |
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Cause I have risen again, |
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at war this time. |
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The truth I speak is your decease. |
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My word is your defeat. |
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And thou shalt not |
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be able to hide anymore. |
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The prophecy will conquer at last |
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Your sense of reality. |
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With mission to kill, |
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the theatre of misery. |
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He has risen again, |
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armed with the source of sin. |
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And as humans shalt fade, |
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he shalt inherit their strength. |
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Men of the damned, |
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you will reluctantly |
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secure His eternal victory. |
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Curse you, all men |
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whose coil is strong. |
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I recognise the sparrows heart |
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beneath the theatre of misery. |
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Disbelivers shalt by dawn |
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be forced to forever mourn. |
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The truth I speak is your decease. |
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My word is your defeat. |
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Yes, you are indeed the few. |
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I am the one. |
