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Wind brings famine |
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Your lungs fill with dust |
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Serpent scales etch the ground |
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The phase it shifts |
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Leaves you all alone |
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The moon is burning |
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The city sleeps |
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Will his blood here take you down? |
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Through the dirt below |
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Deceiving eyes can erase your mind |
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Erase your soul |
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Born of lightning |
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Thunder and the rain |
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Once forgotten I release |
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My touch is sickness |
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For which there is no cure |
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My legions growing |
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The serpent reaps |
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On past the gates of sin |
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My legion brings the plagues |
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We raise our fists and arise...Hail Satan! |
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The sleeping city withers and depletes |
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Slow poison trickles down your throat |
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Arise!!!!! |
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Storms are coming |
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Black clouds bring the curse |
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The virus seeps into your mind |
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Seething evil tells you to proceed |
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We are the left hand |
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We've bound the right |
