| An almost dark vault
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| There meet the maniacs
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| Burning flickering candles
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| Smell of blood and death
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| Please the favour of the black
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| Earthery joys at midnight
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| In the horror creep and crawl
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| No one knows what’s wrong or right
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| Terror comes as an invasion
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| And the pain pulls you down
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| Conjuration
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| The ceremony can begin
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| Last super to the evil
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| Crowned with thorns black rose
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| Crucified to the rites of fall
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| Tarred and feathered
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| Black holy relics offered
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| The ram in priestly form
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| Says the mass in black and blood
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| Terror comes as an invasion
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| And the pain pulls you down
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| Conjuration
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| Blasphemy of the sacrament
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| To the glory of the dark
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| Virgin dance and chanting
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| Wear the burning mark
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| The rising of the corpse begins
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| Through prayer oath and howl
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| They rip to pieces what doesn’t fly
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| They strike with naked fist
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| Terror comes as an invasion
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| And the pain pulls you down
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| Conjuration
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| Terror comes as an invasion
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| And the pain pulls you down
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| Conjuration |