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By the light of the moonand the beings of the night |
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A curse has been laid upon us |
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To seek and tear celestial gloss to pieces |
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By the power of deathand the shadow of the |
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ReaperA call has been brought upon us |
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To complete the infinite fall of heaven |
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Without the wit or will to end this journeywe continue travelling toward our faith |
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Harvesting helpless |
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Christian spiritsraping the sanctity of saints |
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The heavenly father is stretching his handpathetically begging to mercy |
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We spit and piss on his sacred fleshas we breathe the breath on the unholy |
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For with the sign of the pentagram |
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Hellfire rage is for us to comeas we shall wander the pit |
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Unhallowed by the infernal onewe are forever capturedby the embrace of death |