| I am the nemesis of sense and moderation
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| I will annihilate, twist and break and devastate
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| Show me your enemy and I will bring him to his knees
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| Footprints of death I will leave in wake
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| I am pain, I am darkness, I am strife
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| I am the constant evil dwelling in this life
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| I am darkened skies and I am war
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| I am the bastard son of an angel whore
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| In these heydays of slaughter, there’s a storm blowing your way
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| A swaying ocean of blood and knocked out teeth
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| Sitting on pedestals, I’m pulling strings
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| With a deviant smile on my face
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| With a burning passion for detest, I’ll feed inside you
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| I’m rising again inside you
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| Inside your chest I’m rising
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| Hate is my domain
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| Hate is my domain
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| I am war…
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| I am pain, I am darkness, I am strife
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| I am the constant evil dwelling in this life
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| I am darkened skies and I am war
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| I am the bastard son of an angel whore |