| Degeneration tears your black skies
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| The final descent for the last in life
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| No joy in our tired lives — the torment builds inside
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| The sun sets forever on a world of lies
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| (World of lies)
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| World of lies
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| Non-divine
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| Release me
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| Demonic vultures feed on your mind
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| Disarmed of all your pride you die
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| No life in our alien eyes — the blind lead the blind
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| The sun sets forever on the non-divine
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| (Non-divine)
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| World of lies
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| Non-divine
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| Release me
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| Final psychotic eclipse
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| Painted in the colours of war
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| Final psychotic eclipse
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| A world drenched in blood
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| Degeneration tears your blackened eyes
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| The final descent for the last in life
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| No joy in our tired lives — the torment builds inside
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| The sun sets forever on a world of lies
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| (World of lies)
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| World of lies
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| Non-divine
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| Release me
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| «And it’s his illusions about what
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| Constitutes the real world which are
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| Inhibiting him…
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| His reality, his reason, his society
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| These are what must be destroyed»
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| Final psychotic eclipse
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| Painted in the colours of war
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| Final psychotic eclipse
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| A world drenched in blood of the innocent |