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Evil night, in rain the sacred rite begins |
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Rule the cursed creations, stride their corpses |
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Sacrifise and old king.... betrayal of the wisemen |
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We praise the ascension of the tyrant |
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Rip open your womb, pull out the unborn children |
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Hang their meat on a hook, offer them to the tyrant |
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Dig out your intestines to fill an argent tray |
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Scatter the foul blood, dye the altar red |
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In the sadistic last supper |
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Tied, slowly you die |
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Butchered and ripped from her cunt |
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Your rotten meat.... shredded |
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The tyrant drooled to see you |
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He laughed at your painful rotting body |
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He peeled open your organ.... crushed |
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You die stained with shit |
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The tyrant drooled to see you |
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Striding a pile of bloody corpses |
