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The pagan world will destroy Christianity, |
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from there where no trace only ashes of the cross. |
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And the Bible lines fall silently on the ground, |
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covering with itself all steps of Black Cathedral. |
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Warriors come, get my spite to great is the enemy, |
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every single one who is carrying faith in Jesus. |
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we will destroy... Here in the moon deeper in my eyes, |
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hidden black cathedral. Here presages Black Cathedral... |
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Forces of Black Cathedral... Every night burns the flame... |
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flame of christian churches. Warriors come, Death to Christianity... |
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Warriors come, calling souls.. on the ground of Black Cathedral. |
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Warriors come, Falling souls. |
