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I sing desolation |
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On the breath of centuries |
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Bringing annihilation |
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Slaughter courses through my enemies |
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I was not always so cold |
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Once upon a crime in times of favour |
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I had lived a God amongst the bold |
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Like a true poetic saviour |
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But my people were dissolved |
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By the flames of righteous strangers |
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My name blackened ten thousandfold |
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Death grew to know me... |
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As the abhorrent |
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Stricken from the light |
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As dividing curses poured |
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I was hiding in the thickening mire |
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Biding for my war |
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I'm climbing up the years to get you |
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From a dark abyssic scheme |
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Lovecraftian, part-Martian |
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To be the beast I used to be |
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My laureates of gold are sold |
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Horns spear the reddened sea |
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And by my transformed hand |
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Be sure |
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The Heavens hear your final screams |
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Tonight this world is burning |
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To a fulsome serenade |
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Arch nemesis, I'm the genesis |
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Of a raging plague about to break |
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Blue eyes rolled headlong to black |
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When the darkness drew me to her caresses |
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I was not always so co cold |
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Once upon a crime in times of old |
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I had lived a God amongst the folds |
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Of creeping epic failure |
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But my people were dissolved |
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By the flames of righteous strangers |
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My name blackened and deeds annulled |
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They grew to know me... |
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As the abhorrent |
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I'm a cemetery and a garden |
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Ripe with near-putrefied life |
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A phallus beginning to harden |
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On the philosophy of a prurient knife |
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I hear the dead begin to cry |
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Hostis Humanis Generis |
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My favorite leaden lullaby |
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On sacred eves I've asked for sacrifice |
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Mere moments of atonement |
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For your despise |
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A stern believer |
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That the great deceiver |
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Is your precious God |
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Whose preachers saw me demonised |
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Now, the sun it sets |
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On your nascent best of days |
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Time to rise |
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Gorgon, Calibos and Cane |
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Titans unrepentant |
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Lord Lucifer insane |
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If I am the Devil |
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I shall honour my spiteful name |
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Tonight this world is burning |
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To a fulsome serenade |
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Arch nemesis, the rest of this |
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Destructive wickedness is on its way |
