| God Hate inside, forever be as I want you to be
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| My raging sword bringing all the saints to grief
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| The shround of pain, great wonder, mindlessly worshiped by weak hearts
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| Is my gift that makes them shed their tears on my cold lips
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| Killing your god we never spoke out his name
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| Drinking his blood when darkness calls out my hate
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| World unseen is out there behind the virgin’s eyes
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| The light so value, behold this light with no source behind
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| They are urged to speak with great voices now in the name of the god
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| But silent whisper is the living voice of the ancient ones
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| This world is wondering after me
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| My words are eagerly spoken by your lips
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| Killing your god we never spoke out his name
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| Drinking his blood when darkness calls out my hate
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| Vocem Necris Tribullaes Tannem!
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| This world is wondering after me
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| My words are eagerly spoken by your lips
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| Those who worship fetish be condemned for eternity
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| Those who see the light of darkness shall be ruling over this world
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| This world is wondering after me
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| My words are eagerly spoken by your lips
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| Those who worship fetish be condemned for eternity
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| Those who see the light of darkness shall be ruling over this world
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| Living after life, suffering among the damned, devouring the light of gods
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| Living after life, suffering among the damned, devouring the light of gods! |