| No endless torment, no punishment for the evil life
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| No ritual, no name of god, no sacrifice
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| There’ll be no next life, no heaven’s bliss, no prize you’ll see
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| What you worship is madness born from your fantasy
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| Obey the Serpent his truth is the light of wilderness
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| Obey the wicked in their everlasting blasphemy
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| You taste the filth and blood of your god of agony
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| Once you are dead your eyes are shut forever
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| And your soul dies free!
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| Having ten crowns upon your head you are dead
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| Choosing the cross you sacrifice your flesh-ness
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| Having great wrath you give power unto beast
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| Loosing yourself for the icons of you madness
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| You are dying free!
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| Having ten crowns upon your head you are dead
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| Choosing the cross you sacrifice your flesh-ness
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| Having great wrath you give power unto beast
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| Loosing yourself for the icons of you madness
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| Only the mindless will obey your god of agony
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| He won’t be there to help you die of your sick fantasy
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| In the sea of writhing flesh you understand my spells
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| You’ll embrace your lifeless corpse and fade away
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| You are dying free! |