| On the land of black vultures
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| There is no hopes for your faith
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| Even the light can’t get here
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| Walking in the darkness without being guided
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| The fools calls this place hell
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| But there is no name for this torment
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| Forgotten in time the cradle of saddness
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| Welcome to the grotesque path
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| Unholy dimension… Evil's ascension…
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| See the majestic full moon, cold mist
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| Screams sweeping through the night
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| Behold the demonic dark clouds, acid rain
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| Touch my hand and feel the etrnal pain
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| The wind destroys and freezing your soul
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| The night is ternal, and you cursed the dawn
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| Unholy dimension will be always your grave
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| Drowned in sadness you start to love the pain
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| When you see the reaper coming from the darkness
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| All your illusions die with the cold night
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| The end of the sun, awaiting the fallen angel
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| Unholy desire written in blood, your fear is faithful
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| Tortured souls, ghosts that burn your hope
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| Your eyes bleed when you see the evil pope
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| Witness the Armageddon of life
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| Plague starts to spread in this chaotic night
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| You discovered that die is worse than living
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| The relentless time will erase your existence
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| The path of death is rotten and black
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| Your hope and light is dead
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| There is nothing here capable of shining
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| Eternal suffering without never dying
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| Unholy dimension… Evil’s ascension… |