| My hatred created by human fag, can i live? |
| should i die?
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| My lord is calling me, my father sing for my return…
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| I know that my time isn’t finished yet on these grounds
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| The mission that he gives me to spread his laws
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| I haven’t completed! |
| no fiction, no lies!!!
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| Father, hear thy son acclaiming your grandeur
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| Dweller, give me them back what they gave you…
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| We’re only waiting for your…
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| ARMOURED BESTIAL HELL…
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| …Till the end!!!
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| APOCALYPTIC revelations after «THE MANIFESTO»
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| The ones who sang the hymns are back… we know that the «time»
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| Isn’t finished yet on these grounds…
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| OOOHHHH, i feel thy presence within my blood
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| Worms, the sky of your heart will be fulfilled by rain and thunder
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| The strangulations of your hypocrisy will fell
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| Your health will turn into an incessant fire… burn… f ire… burn
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| The kingdom of my father has arrived, he brang with him all his gifts…
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| Be the one fo us
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| Be the chosen one. |
| Flesh, blood is all we need…
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| Your sufferings will exalt your sense…
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| ARMOURED BESTIAL HELL… ARMOURED BESTIAL HELL… ARMOURED BESTIAL HELL… |