| On this night, we have some offerings to be done
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| Evil blood runs in our veins
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| Sacrifice, we have to kill the bastard son
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| We’ll give our lives, Belial reigns
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| Chorus: Sent to defile
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| Master of agony
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| Sent to defile
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| Shattered gods, the only way
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| Blasphemy, the only way
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| Angels rise, they try to take away the light
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| Escape, on Judgement Day
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| From Belial
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| Desecration, trapped in isolation
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| Leave this land of terror
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| Where the sacred poisoned blood flows
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| Undead feelings, share the hatred within
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| Burn remains of the past
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| Leave the crimes of passion behind
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| Repulsive minds, the hate is growing deep within
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| Chose your faith, desires of sin
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| Morning comes, the dawn is hiding in the dark
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| Behold the sign, of the black mark
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| From Belial
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| A ship of fools has followed them
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| They try to get beyond the land
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| The fortunetellers soon must die
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| Awaiting their cry
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| Behold
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| The One
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| Will die
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| The Lords are still waiting
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| My right’s been acquainted
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| God, turns the Swing
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| The burning black mark, it’s future is gold
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| Oooh, see the horns
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| Among the people which they chose
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| It’s you who will die
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| Fire is waiting
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| Prepared for you mere soul |