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Fuck what you've built! |
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My hate is stronger than your faith! |
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No gates, no walls will stop my dying thirst for blood, for rape. |
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A plague of weakness created by slaves, infection spreads. |
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These peasants must be slain. |
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I've chosen not to follow your ways. |
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Your disciples will burn and fucking rot. |
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For not my thoughts, but my actions. |
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I plan to spill their blood. |
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Their worthless lives will not be spared. |
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I feel the beats inside me. |
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A darkness has consumed me. |
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The helpless look into the sky, praying for salvation, screams of agony are proof of a god that's failed them. |
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I will no let them live. |
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They stand against me. |
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It's time they face defeat, eternal sin into damnation. |
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My unrelenting urge to kill begins to take control of me. |
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A victim in my hands, a fate worse than death. |
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Skin them alive. |
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Torch their insides. |
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They can't escape, their life I must take. |
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Their soul is mine to torture and rape. |
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They are the plague. |
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They are the slaves. |
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Prepare to bleed |
