| His excess of light is searching for your darkness
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| He is the tyrant
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| There’s one only law for him… To be pure
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| He comes from above
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| He died a thousand times and put his hand in mine
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| He hails victory and loss
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| I hear him coming every single day
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| And the queen desires me
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| To use some gentle entertainment to him
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| If it be her will…
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| And I have no choice — Plus de chemin nulle part
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| I should kill for him — I will kill for me
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| He shall bring me the anti-matter
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| No compassion, never
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| Never kneel before anyone
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| The wound is so deep
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| Them — Us — Against
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| I sacrify my right arm to the golden rain
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| And I know it’s a sign
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| I know the end is near
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| One black cancer to make the children close their eyes
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| Abime, Abyssus, Propator!
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| The red earth is trickling down on the wall
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| Its blood is running off my veins
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| Et tandis que le grand feu devore le monde la matiere
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| Je prends ma place a la porte du cercle divin
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| Antagonize the world — Incest and crime
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| Humiliation of the whore — c**, suck me child
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| Vengeance is mine — Murder is wine
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| Purification through the forever more
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| Hold your breath and picture the scene
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| The green-eyed angels are losing their wings
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| All mothers are devorating the babies
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| While children fornicate with animals
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| And fathers die of overdose
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| Dressons le bucher de ce monde
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| Et les ames des elus seront la substance divine
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| United we stand
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| We walk through the flames
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| We walk upon the ruins of your dreams
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| Of charity and of respect |