| Wielding the fire of hell in my hands
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| I set the world ablaze
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| They say they’ll fight to the death
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| I’m here to assure their promise is kept
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| Expect a fight to the death
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| Their promise will be kept
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| Wanting to destroy everything in my path
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| I set the world ablaze
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| They say they’ll fight to the death
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| I’m here to assure their promise is kept
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| Expect a fight to the death
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| Their promise will be kept
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| Take your life away
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| Fighting spirits in the mist
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| Flamethrower, soul stealer
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| Only death is real
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| Life is just a method
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| Birth is just the first phase
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| Of fading away
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| They disappear like ghosts
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| Refused passage and destroyed on their path
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| Redemption denied
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| Wasted land
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| Death is a relief
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| The gates close
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| They disappear, ghosts
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| Spirits denied and destroyed on their path
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| Purgatory would be a welcome end
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| Refusal, everything you’ve dreamed
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| Unrealized, die a thousand deaths
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| The gates close
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| Fool yourself no more
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| Expect the worst and even worse will follow
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| Hate filled journey to the end
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| Gnawing their flesh
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| A drill through the fucking eye
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| I, the flamethrower
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| Take your life away
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| Fighting spirits in the mist
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| Flamethrower, soul stealer
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| Redemption denied
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| Wasted land
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| Death is a relief
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| The gates close
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| It’s an inherent cynicism to be respected, not condemned
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| Falling apart, souls stuck between, in a casket and left to rot
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| Confined benevolence, contorted memories
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| Dark souls and black hearts unite
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| Lead us to darkness, glory awaits |