| And became the time
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| When the prophecies have been fulfilled
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| Time that never exist before
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| All sorts of plague crawled craftily
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| From the gloomiest places of the universe
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| Triumph of unreality over reality
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| Curses are repeated for thousands times
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| And fool’s praying are changing in worms
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| Animal lust, infected weak minds
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| Children they children burning atomic pile
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| All symbols are changed in snakes
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| Deadly bites for own confessors
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| Pain is the only law
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| Ancient awake in own crypts
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| Hidden in unknown dimensions
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| Doubt, cry and madness are reigning
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| Because weak minds are still blind
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| Thorn in every soul, without exception
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| Made the stinky abscess
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| And every «cure"continues endless agony
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| Pathologies are unwritten rules
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| Questions pumping poison to the minds
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| Nobody is able to see the end because he’s the end
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| Although everything is already ended
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| Only silence left, everywhere
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| Interrupted by the silent mind on the desert
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| Bathed in scorching heat from hell
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| Gods are preparing for the rest
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| To begin everything once again |