| Now desolation comes as relentless
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| And what seemed sovereign is jaded by corruption
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| In your tribulation, suffering and despair
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| I will be your hate, I swear
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| I worship the reverence embedded beneath the flesh
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| Twilight of tyrants continues everlasting
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| Within ourselves we are commuted and soilborn in will
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| All these abundant killings, still there is blood to be spilled
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| Forever we shall witness
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| The march of evil men
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| It remains imperial, integrated endlessly
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| Through structures of death, merciless
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| Incarnated in the form of a subject
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| Now death comes as a merciless reality
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| A rude awakening of hate, I swear
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| Walking like the living dead in the cities of glass
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| So when we long for the venom black
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| Our needs prolonged in the filth of the underworld
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| In the malevolence of our master
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| Greed so vile conceived to dominate
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| A reverence emmbed beneath the flesh
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| Within flames we are commuted and born again in hell
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| All these abundant killings, all this blood that is spilled
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| Forever we shall witness
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| The march of evil men
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| I worship the reverence embedded beneath the flesh
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| Twilight of tyrants continues everlasting
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| It remains imperial, integrated endlessly
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| Through structures of deadh, merciless
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| Incarnated in the form a subject |