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A plague shall fall on the weak |
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As He arises from His pit |
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To relieve this world from the filth |
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Finally, the time has arrived |
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To bestow great Death upon sheep |
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The vile stench from the underground |
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Shall be on your final breath |
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Oh, what a tragic sight |
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To see all your faith come crashing down |
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Beheaded, your Prophet will lie before His feet |
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In torment your soul will be forevermore! |
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Oh, the panic in your eyes as lightning strikes before you |
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Forced down to kneel before him |
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Oh, the famine of God's word will drain you, |
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In vain you'll gasp for mercy! |
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Oh, what a tragic sight |
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To see all your faith come crashing down |
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Beheaded, your Prophet will lie before His feet |
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In fire you'll surrender all to me! |
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Now gaze upon the elite, |
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As we stand before you! |
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Paralyzed by God's deceit, |
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Exposed to the heat! |
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Denial has left you in shame! |
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Humanity's divinity shattered for eternity! |
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Defiled and led into the flame! |
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To burn side by side to your brother, befouled infernal incineration |
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You choke on the stench as you start to commence, |
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No virgins await in the pit where you'll dwell! |
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Forever! |
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Forever! |
