| Son of the dawn i say to thee
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| The fountains of blood reach the skies
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| All the dead will worship thee
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| Hungry brains and thirsty knives
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| Join the trance of Everlasting Hate
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| The march on the forsaken path
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| Let the flame grow higher
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| Up to the garden of heaven’s delight
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| The evangelistic pain
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| The evangelistic pain
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| So where is your god of disbelief?
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| The fire that burns through the night
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| Nations drowning in my tears
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| My thought has cracked their minds
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| Our way’s so illusive it’s so hard to trace
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| The end is failing, no need to remain
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| The world’s a disease that can’t be cured
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| Warm rivers of blood will flow…
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| The truth is a voice that can’t be heard
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| The end is failing, no need to remain
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| You don’t know what’s to come when the night is through
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| No messiah to teach the word
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| The evangelistic
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| The evangelistic
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| Pain!
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| Our way’s so illusive it’s so hard to trace
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| The end is failing, no need to remain
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| The world’s a disease that can’t be cured
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| Warm rivers of blood will flow…
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| The truth is a voice that can’t be heard
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| The end is failing, no need to remain
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| You don’t know what’s to come when the night is through
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| No messiah to teach the word! |