| 100 devils, follow me 'round
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| From the craters of chaos to the promised land
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| Thick black choirs, voices to guide me
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| Demon heralds sitting beside me
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| A little seed planted eats through your soul
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| You’re not worthy when you’re afraid and alone
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| Without warning it stars to grow
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| Spreading sickness inside your bones
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| I am freezing, and I shake
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| How much more of this shit can I take
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| Yes I’m crazy, with flies in my mind
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| Hellish dreams, espace I must find
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| The devil’s round the bend
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| Churns me down with fire
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| And I kill a friend
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| Sorrow, devastation
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| My glasshouse cracks in two
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| Panic, desperation
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| I die for you
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| Devil seed
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| The evil seed is growing
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| The cancer stream is flowing
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| The evil heart is granted
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| Satan’s will is planted
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| Still around facing the hopeless
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| Too much pain, and no way out
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| Once again doing the pointless
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| All these voices continue to shout |