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Empty cemetery sepulchral fog |
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Known smell of decay soaks through my body |
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Aged tombstones destroyed by time |
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Sinful souls moans |
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I hear in my imagination |
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I go forward into the abbeys |
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Instinct pushes me |
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The torches brightness lights up the way |
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Around the echo of chain which |
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I'm pulling behind me |
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Dried tree is rocking by wind |
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Sitting black raven's terrifying screaming |
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The great fire lights catacombs |
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The great fire opens the gate of hell |
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Hell is calling me |
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Delight Death |
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Hate Satan |
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Wisdom Evil |
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Truth Satan |
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Angel of death are humming song |
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Condemners in chains are suffering in the name of god |
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Styks river purple of the blood |
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I am proudly standing in the line of fallen angels of death |
