| Twelve Bells Toll in Salem |
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| Twelve bells toll her cracking neck |
| Gallows hewn from human hands |
| Aching bellies are famine fuelled |
| Worn and weathered the bloodied bones |
| That do the Puritans wish |
| I am the Dread Sovereign |
| Take these words my son |
| Let my death not be in vain |
| And Praise Satan |
| I am the Dread Sovereign |
| So take these words |
| A woman slender neck |
| Burnt and wheeling rope |
| She will hang till dead |
| Despite her protests |
| A black soul in conspiracy |
| With the divine Goat |
| Driven by the Devil’s lust |
| I am the Dread Sovereign |
| Take these words my son |
| And let my death not be in vain |
| And let my death not be in vain |
| Praise Satan in this world and the |
| Hail Satan |
| We praise Satan in this world and the next |
| We praise Satan |
Lyrics Twelve Bells Toll in Salem - Dread Sovereign
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Song from the album: For Doom the Bell Tolls
Release date:02.03.2017
Song language:English
Record label:Ván
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