| Beyond the gates of entombment
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| I feel illuminating creation
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| The blinding light is eclipsed
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| With a stench of human cremation
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| Await the desolation
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| Of the gods in which I’ll slay
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| Take away each gasping breath
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| Abort the ones who pray
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| Kicking Slashing
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| Choking from above
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| Ive killed them
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| Accession of the dead
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| The rotting begins to spread
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| I have killed them all
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| Eclipse the sky with doom
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| Ive seen their light Ive spread the night
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| To taste once more
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| And they’ll beg, and they’ll scream to you
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| Judgement. |
| No fate.
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| No Faith, No truth, No life, Just certainty
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| The gate burns upon their need for insanity
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| I have become, the one, to kill the son
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| Bearing the weight of the crutch. |
| All lies.
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| Eclipse the sky with doom
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| Beyond the gates of entombment
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| I feel illuminating creation
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| The blinding light is eclipsed
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| With a stench of human cremation
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| A mortal form has begun desecration
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| I feel (I feel) They kneel (They kneel)
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| This night is mine. |