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Bow for me, inferior |
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I demand you in the name of the horns |
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For I am the one |
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To bring the demise of the bearer of thorns |
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You who's father so pityful upon the cross died |
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Behold it inverted |
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And burning under the nightsky |
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Inferior lord of heaven |
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Your might shall fade |
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Jesus has wept |
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On goathorns impaled |
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Unclean vermins, scum of the earth |
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Blow your heads for the dark ages birth |
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Black fire cast your flames high |
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Above the realms of light |
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Behorned father |
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Satan Show them all your might |
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Taste the blood |
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And the decayed flesh of his sons |
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Behold the desecration |
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Of the weaker and feeble ones |
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A cross burned black |
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Soaked in sacred blood |
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From all of us to all of you: |
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Go fuck your jewish god |
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Inferior lord of heaven |
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Your might shall fade |
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Jesus has wept |
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On goathorns impaled |
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Black fire cast your flames high |
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Above the realms of light |
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Behorned father |
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Satan Show them all your might |
