| Filled with fear, my eyes wander to the night sky
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| To the signs at the center of the dark forces...
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| Whips, latex, leather, angels without feathers
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| Let the whole world perish, yes everyone!
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| Breath for breath, I can't wait in the smoke anymore
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| before dying; |
| Butterflies in the stomach
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| The mirror I look at - fogged up, no reflection
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| By my side, in my hand, my Shield
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| Dogs on the trail, corpses in the ground
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| Before I go, I'll take you with me and die
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| Bloody my hands, God's light blinds me
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| Widen your eyes around the circle with the scythe
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| I've got a fight in the tower of towers
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| Dance the devil (dance, dance) thoughts storm
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| I open the gate of the black legions
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| Close the circle of evil, the omen
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| Water becomes blood, my kingdom is my glory
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| When my worth is rewarded, I bask in the moonlight
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| Spread disease everywhere by different paths
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| Lands martyred, asbestos is my breath
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| Bitterly cold the night, creatures to battle
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| Just before dawn — alucarD awakens
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| Whips, latex, leather, angels without feathers
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| Let the whole world perish, yes everyone!
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| Breath for breath, I can't wait in the smoke anymore
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| before dying; |
| Butterflies in the stomach
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| A curse lies over me, devil's office created me
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| Now the time has come, I heed his call
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| Drink it like wine, your blood is so pure
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| Lick my pedestal, it's made of pure stone
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| (?) meaningless, cold body, hard chin
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| My concrete is freezing, tearing through the asphalt
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| Vultures in the air, dead in the crypt
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| Life in hell began after spoiled lust
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| Iron, titanium and steel, message stamped
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| I personally come from Satan's temple
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| The very rich stomp, lay everyone on the dirt
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| Desire for flesh, blood dripping from my canines
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| Cramps in the veins, thin, fine fibers
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| Spread the plague in the city, the measles in the villages
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| I know the gray shape inside me has a name
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| The ordinary person is now becoming alucarD
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| Whips, latex, leather, angels without feathers
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| Let the whole world perish, yes everyone!
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| Breath for breath, I can't wait in the smoke anymore
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| before dying; |
| Butterflies in the stomach |