| We are no gods, we are just
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| We are no gods, we are just mortal!
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| Shadows on the wall, they’re about to take control
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| Blinking of a knife, the divine strife
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| Visions of a morbid dead, this corpse for the theft
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| We are no gods, we are just mortal!
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| They will slay us with all their pleasure
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| They will slay us without any sequence
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| They will slay us when we’re in their mind
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| They will slay us when we’re in their sight
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| Ripping off the skin, massacre to deep within
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| Caustic through the bowels, grasping as nothing less
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| With the utmost exertion, slowly decapitation
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| We are no gods, we are just
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| No chance, when they seek for a victim
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| No hope, when they manage terror
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| To late, evil is on your way
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| So fear, as malediction arises
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| /i Corpse for the theft
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| Decaying to bloody sludge
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| Corpse for the theft
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| Smash the limbs to smithereens |