| Out of the crypts we burst, to destroy
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| Your world, so false and weak
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| Warriors under command of the raging
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| Flame…
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| We are the masters of hell
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| In your mind we will rape you, torment
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| You, until there’s nothing left but a torn
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| Shell
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| Humans like ants crushed crunshingly
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| Under my feet
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| Their cries do me nothing, they feebly
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| Scream
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| My hatred’s supreme!
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| Your resistance will fall (dawn is no more)
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| Damnation from hell, incantation and spell
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| (god has failed)
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| Your face llike a million others I unidentify
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| With blood, I’m the omen of evil, drown in
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| My red flood
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| Humans like ants crushed sweetly under my feet
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| Their cries do me nothing, they feebly scream
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| Screams of pain amusing to me, your
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| Suffering brings me lust
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| Hear me I am the son of hell
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| I’ll turn you into fucking dust
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| We shall oppress your puny world
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| Soon will death come for thee
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| We are to raise hell on earth
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| Fear our hordes of blasphemy
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| From below we are rising
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| We are the ancient tyrants
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| Out of the crypts we burst, collecting your feeble souls
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| The demons will eat you, destroy humans is the goal
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| Humans like ants I crush sweetly under my feet
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| Their cries do me nothing
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| My hatred’s supreme
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| Give me your soul! |