| Six curses from a spiritual wasteland
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| What is it, that makes the nightmare so real
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| What is it, that makes the world so fucked
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| I wasn’t born to play their games
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| I don’t have the time to waste
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| I know what I had to do, out beneath the moon
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| Had to be a wolf again
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| Had to be a wolf again
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| Some say that I’m a cunt, the godless deceiver
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| They’ll never change my ways, I’m born and bred a heathen
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| Some say that I’m a liar, but I never lied to myself
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| Some say that I can’t see, well I know that I’m blind
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| Drunk on the blood of angels
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| All right
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| Six curses from a spiritual wasteland
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| Six curses from a spiritual wasteland
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| Six curses cast on the heart of the world
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| Evil lurks in every shadow
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| And every sound of death is the sound of the world’s end
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| What is it that makes the nightmare so real
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| What is it that makes the world so fucked
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| What is it that makes the fucking world so fucked
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| What is it!
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| What is it! |