| Carving my soul through the flesh
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| While this void is still breeding the sin
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| I’m torn apart by the vile executor
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| As we’re torn apart as the executors kill
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| Concealed in seas of perdition
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| Where the mother eternity has drowned
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| In the shade of this black superstition
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| The King of bastard seed’s destined to burn
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| Like the bridges of Athens
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| Time of oppression and decay!
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| My vengeance will burn
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| Injustice and sorrow!
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| Are scorching the land of the slaves
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| Son of the dark
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| Lord of the solitude
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| On the throne of his will
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| Derangement of a soul
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| The seed of fears
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| Born as a king of despair
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| Bless thee who’ll find sacred weapons
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| That will lead him to victory
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| Dominating the leverage of reason
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| He rises killing the brigands of will
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| Sinis is waiting the vagabond
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| Lacerating the wisdom with the trees
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| Skiron’s feeding the giant turtle
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| While Procrustes is ripping his limbs
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| Glimpses of glory appearing in my dreams
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| As I rest under this holy sky
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| Condemned! |
| The land of the fathers
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| As I stand before the eternal demise
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| Under the stone lay the arms
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| While my fate is revealing to me
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| Looking up at the throne of my father
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| I’ll follow the path that will lead to the sea
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| Cursed is the breed of my body
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| Thousands of drops that fall to the ground
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| Now I know for the sake of the deities
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| The king of coward seed’s sentenced to burn |