| Bastards of madness
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| Call out this prayer of vengeance
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| Speaking to enemies through these wounds of redemption
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| Tearing out their eyes with horror
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| Behold this chosen new devise
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| As the silence pleads this forgiveness
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| A senseless begging for absolution
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| Upon this entrance into oblivion
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| This fallen angel of defiance, destitute to isolation
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| Hold tight to liberation, in the form of reprisal
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| Project of this restored frame, in these pain filled alterations
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| This new threat of changing life restless in this completion
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| Powerless you crawl like pigs
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| Soon to be slaughtered
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| Suckling to a faith that you avidly hoped would save you all
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| These offerings will bring us our justice.
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| For these years of diluted lies
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| The answers to our freedom
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| The answer to the death of gods
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| These hands held into the sky so the dark
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| Winds can taste the blood of murder
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| As the blackest hearts obey thoughts of evil
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| Deathlorn rites, endure the lust for revenge
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| Surrender the state of embracement and release
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| This life from the dark interiors
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| Discomfort of this assisted torment is given in these regards
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| A scourge of awakening
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| Prisoned in the rites of blood
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| Bestowed with ancient plagues, we will forge a disease
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| Of rape upon your ideals
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| Within this lifeblood we will find the truths as blades
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| Slice open their necks
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| The answers to our freedom
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| The answer to the death of gods
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| Once reconstructed the swarm will digest
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| The souls of this imperfection
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| Sterilizing faith bringer has discharged
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| This assembly of this damnation
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| Burden me with your weak
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| Curse me with your sick
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| In blood filled walls I lie confined
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| Carving out the blind eye of god |