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Empire Empire! |
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Perish for the destruction |
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Empire Empire! |
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Martyr for the control |
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"Religion is a falsehood |
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Know the ways of old |
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Polizia forever withhold! |
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The lurker is in all |
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Seek not to be for all |
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Seek the ways of old" |
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"Delve |
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Sip of the eternal fear |
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Control |
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Shake, for they are near |
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The void will not sicken you |
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Only they will sicken you |
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Rot in the degenerates of your brain |
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The mass thought will not survive |
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It kills the pure thought |
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It is religion in disguise |
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Fear the regime, fear the death throes" |
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Empire Empire! |
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Perish for the destruction |
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Empire Empire! |
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Martyr for the control |
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"I am disgust, and I am blasphemy |
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For I am the vile one, and I am decrepitude |
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But harken to me for the days of ill control are nigh |
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Apocalypse of heavens |
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Apocalypse of worlds |
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They do not fear death, but they shall know it |
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It is upon them |
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Rise with me, for the bleak and the sorrowful shall now prevail. |
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Hail destroy! |
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Hail destroy! |
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Hail destroy!" |
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"And the march of shadows begins |
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The deviled one leads |
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And the broken of the one brain mass together |
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No longer the harnessed thoughts |
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No longer the god of heaven |
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A march to the tides of space" |
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The polizia await |
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And no more shall the unaltered brain give the living dead unto their troops |
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No more shall the one brain give thoughts of hope in the netherworlds |
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Only now do the masses go forth as singularity amidst fools and tyrant gods |
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And the rally of crying hell unleashes |
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Auriga crashing |
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Auriga crying |
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Auriga writhing |
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Auriga deformed and diseased |
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The ritual cleansing begins |
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Empire Empire! |
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Perish for the destruction |
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Empire Empire! |
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Martyr for the control |
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No more the battle cry of the unaltered |
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The lurker, anti-martyr, the saint of unlight, leaveth the palace of gods... |
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Give the people what they want |
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There is no morality in the death of a universe |
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There is no hate in the calm of divinity |
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And there were no thoughts in palace of gods |
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Now the universe is riven of its shanks |
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The binds of god and the the tethers of holiness |
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Grind the unshriven polizia to bits with the madness of black suns. |
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Power of demons drive the unitech corp to its unnamed graven rest. |
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The march of shadows redeem |
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The thoughts of the unithought machine |
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The lurker prevail |
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The lurker prevail |
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And always |
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Destroy to hail! |
