| Behold after silent prayers
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| Changing the souls direction
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| By praising those of the dark
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| A new strength emerges
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| A strength designed with hate
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| Controlled to destroy all ememies
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| And now your time has come
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| Your futures non existent
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| And the voice says.
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| Do it — do it — do it — do it
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| Raging
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| Seething
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| Waiting
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| Should I?
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| Wating
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| Seething
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| Raging
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| Before the dark paved the way
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| A darkened heart shaded grey
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| As time elapsed tranformed jet black
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| Nows the time ready for attack
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| Ready for attack
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| Ready for attack
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| Feel the nails — tearing through flesh
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| Gasp for air — ribs collapsing
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| Wear the crown — unworthy holy
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| Feel the pain — all unholy
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| Your pain is my pleasure
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| You suffering is my delight
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| Wear the crown — unworthy holy
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| Feel the pain — all unholy
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| Thank you dark lords my soul I shall give
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| My strength from you, my will to live
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| My path is chosen I’ve seen the way
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| The hatred inside that won’t go away
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| Thankyou dark lords my soul I shall give
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| My strength from you, my will to live
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| My path is chosen I’ve seen the way
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| The hatred inside that won’t go away |