| Hands vermillion
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| Start of five great cotillion ravens dive
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| Nightshades promise
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| Spirits strive to the living
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| Now the dead come alive
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| Let the malevolent mayhem begin
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| I dwell among the cursed
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| The damned & the undead
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| Recite the invocation altars for the sacrafice
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| Burnt offerings for the Anti-Christ
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| We don’t get depressed
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| We get possessed
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| Powers of the witches rise
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| Course unseen across the skies
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| Come to us who call you near
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| Come to us & settle here
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| Bludgeon life to death until
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| the thrill is all but gone
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| Black phantom foul sorcery
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| Blood of our blood
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| we summon thee
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| Let the malevolent mayhem begin
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| I dwell among the cursed
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| The damned & the undead
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| Recite the invocation altars for the sacrafice
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| Burnt offerings for the Anti-Christ
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| We don’t get depressed
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| We get possessed
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| As flies The lizard serpent fell
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| As goblin vizard at
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| the spell of the wizard
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| We sink to hell
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| Our life
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| Our lay, all will pass away as we rise
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| As wake the morning trumpets bright as snow drop
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| Scorning winter’s might rises warning like a spright we’ve buried
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| the dead & they will rise tonight
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| They’ll rise
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| succumb to the
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| Unknown summon the guide into the dark
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| We get possessed
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| Let the malevolent mayhem begin
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| I dwell among the cursed
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| The damned & the undead
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| Recite the invocation altars for the sacrafice
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| Burnt offerings for the Anti-Christ
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| We don’t get depressed
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| We get possessed |