| The fire in our eyes still burns
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| Longer than this tasteless planet turns
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| We’ve been fightin' on the darker side
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| The keeper of darkness is our guide
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| The end is near no you can pray
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| Dead men tell no f**kin' tales
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| Death and destruction but we’ll stay
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| The poor believing mankind fails
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| Our evil preed prepared their meal really well
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| The fast food society right now can’t tell
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| The suicide solution to escape our might
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| Won’t help your soul to get out of sight
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| The end is near so you can pray …
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| All hell breaks loose
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| You’ve got no choice
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| Cause you’re just Satan’s toys
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| All hell breaks loose
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| You’ve got no choice
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| Cause you follow his voice
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| With open arms we wait for those
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| Who didn’t choose to pray and pose
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| The legions of black will scream out their hails
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| The principle of all religions fails
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| You’ve fallen in missgrace
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| You’ve been praying since you’ve been told
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| The deal with god is to believe to get old
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| You’ve been kneeling, hoping and begging for relief
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| Now your life will steal away like a thief
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| But on your soul are black marks and it fakes
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| We got you on our side, you made too many mistakes
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| You’ve suffered all your life to be a good guy
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| A big f**king lie — burn in hell! |