| Here, where darkness was born, where plagues were born, where epidemics came
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| from.
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| Here, where all cults came, where scriptures were changed, where the flat earth
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| was believed to end.
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| We were the end of all.
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| Rats, spreading disease, giving birth to the cast of the green blooded breed,
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| sentence death to those against kings.
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| The land where witches were burnt for flying agaric and drinking virgin’s blood,
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| eating new borns as the meat they are.
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| Eating new borns as the meat they are.
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| Purified by fire, to become black magic channels.
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| Stainless souls used as portals, a window to witness the great Aquelarre.
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| Here, where darkness was born, where plagues were born, were epidemics came
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| from.
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| Here, where all cults came, where scriptures were changed, where rain in the
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| north never stopped.
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| Inside the throats of their fathers they hide, the ones who conceived our flag,
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| the same ones who call us to war to erase that never-healing wound.
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| But soon we’ll see their yellow bile, mixed with the red of their blood,
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| filling this ignorant land with fucking melted empty skulls.
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| This place will burn.
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| This place will burn to the ground.
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| Inter-dimensional judges are on their way.
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| They’ll feast on our bodies, as the meat we are.
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| As the meat we are. |