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Relevant to the next level of pain |
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I'll behave myself proudly |
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As the disease I became! |
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Thoughout my flesh |
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My pestilence sweats from the poison I am! |
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Your divine touch |
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Made me sick |
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A sickness oh so sweet! |
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O Lord of the North |
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Your punishment I accept |
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And become your chosen Vermin! |
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For a thousand years, grant me as your messenger |
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For thee I choose my life as a living scare. |
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Exorcise my hate, purify my love |
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Purify my love, exorcise my hate. |
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Let the vermin come upon them |
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Who gnashed upon me with their own teeth! |
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For I am thy virus. |
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"Let thy will come unto me |
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So shall I have wherewith to answer him |
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That reproaches me |
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For I trust in thy word!" |
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O Lord of the North |
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Your punishment I accept and become your chosen Vermin! |
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For a thousand years, grant me as your messenger |
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For thee I choose my life as a living scare. |
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My deceiver |
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My God |
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From the North, South, East and West |
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Avdite Vestri Tetra Karcist |
