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Destined for great power |
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Hidden secret of twisted faith |
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From sacrificial squalor |
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To disinterring amoral disgrace |
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Following in the footsteps |
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In the wrecking trail of the elusive witch |
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Effigies submerged in gore |
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With a headless beast for opposing the hitch |
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Sworn to Kadiempembe |
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An obsession with evil carved in flesh |
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Ritually cicatrised screaming |
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My soul is dead, I have no god |
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And with the gathered disciples |
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The chosen one's horizons spread |
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Immolations and unbelievers |
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Paying the devil's price in blood and dread |
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And with the decadent enraptured |
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Worshipping their twisted god |
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Boundless evil of El Padrino |
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A baron in the court of hell |
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Spiralling sadism |
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Lovers torn asunder, victims mutilated |
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Agony praised utmost |
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One vile commandment - they must die screaming |
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Flense the silent stoic |
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Yet his lack of screams fails to impress |
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Resultant rage volcanic |
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Seize innocence, desperate redress |
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But the shadow god has stumbled |
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Sorcerous facade now implode at once |
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Though the castellations crumble |
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The godfather will not be dead for long... |
