| Pentagram branded on the forehead with metal
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| My mask hides it, like my robe hides me
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| One hand holds the dagger, crookedly jagged — devil cult
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| A robe in black, Satan's verses on the lectern
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| Which I mumble to myself before I strike
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| With the blade in the heart, only the lap is covered
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| Of the sacrifice in trance which I sacrifice at night
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| Blood runs through a gully my disciple wakes up
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| PVZ catches the blood in the cup, at body temperature
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| And he treats himself to a sip, the devil is now close
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| Ritual for admitting the sect Brain Dead
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| I am proud of my clan and I share a loaf of bread
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| Last Supper like Jesus' baptism with blood
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| A tear from the embers for the Abyssal Evil
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| Out of the bottom of the pentagram, crawl out of hell
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| The devil awakens stepping out of the vault
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| He praises our work, we serve the dead
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| Which he brings with him from hell to the top
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| The world will change the time rewritten
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| And priests rounded up the prayers
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| 2013 becomes day 1 today
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| Diabolic sentences carved in stone
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| A new epoch plunges everyone into darkness
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| And burn bushes, as well as once scoundrels
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| Wheeled people pushed off mountains
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| Crossed and just shot
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| And some strangled drowned and stoned
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| We offered the dead the world is tormented
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| Brain-dead soldiers march to the field
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| Everyone who falls from him sees the world as a zombie
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| Returns invincible the enemy of your god
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| There is no balance I am Lucifer Blokk
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| The devil in me—He speaks these words
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| Occult Blasphemous Verses and Formulas
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| The devil in me — He directs the thoughts
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| A pact with evil forces me to act
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| B to the L to the O to the K K
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| PVZ, KMR, 23 click members
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| I'll get your sister pregnant, black mass
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| While she's hanging on the gallows, I fist her tighter
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| Last then first, climb up with me
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| Pray to hell and roll your weed
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| Into the piece of paper be a junkie like me
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| Shit becomes a cult when the devil looks at you
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| Look into the soul, nobody at home
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| Cold as the North Pole, fever breaks out then
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| You're not a groupie watching while I piss
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| When I'm done with you, you'll be history
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| Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
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| Or we'll take you with us and see what Blokkmonsta can do
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| He separates skin from bone — devil cult
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| If one of you is next, it's your fault
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| The devil in me—He speaks these words
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| Occult Blasphemous Verses and Formulas
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| The devil in me — He directs the thoughts
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| A pact with evil forces me to act
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| The devil in me
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| The devil in me |