| I feel the poison seeping in my veins
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| I’ve drunk the liqueur through the flesh of Hell
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| His throat is never satisfied!
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| Desire of the horned needs a sinful delight
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| A holy divine journey within his blessing light
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| The birth of a malign tumor, rewarding betrayal
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| I stole the chalice, I ate the bread, mystery revealed
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| His nectar runs into my heart, my sweet blessing wine!
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| Visions out of mine
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| Through the deepest scars;
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| Neither light nor heat
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| Neither cold nor dark
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| Father, I’m born I’ll remain without light!
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| Divine deep into my decline, feeling your hands down my spine
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| Submitting myself to all your pleasures
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| I’ve drunk the blood of your fallen child
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| And I will obey your every words for you are my glory and joy
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| Shall I hear the sound of the growing darkness
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| Voice of the one who bled?
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| Let this world believe its prophecy never reveal the swindle…
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| I stole the challis, I ate the bread, mystery revealed
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| His nectar runs into my heart, my sweet blessing wine!
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| Visions out of mine
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| Through the deepest scars
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| Neither light nor heat
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| Neither cold nor dark
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| Unholy journey within his blessing light
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| The birth of a malign tumor rewarding betrayal |