Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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The end is near, nerves and strength are already at the limit
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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She doesn't want to die tied to the bed
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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The end is near, nerves and strength are already at the limit
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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She doesn't want to die tied to the bed
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Her face twisted past horror and pain
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Demons are rushing out, they ask for freedom
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Eyes swollen red with blood
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There is a rite and it brings grief
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Holy water is sprinkled on the possessed
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He is sinful and not pure in his soul
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Here the pastor says a prayer out loud
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His back is like being cut with a sharp razor
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From the mouth comes the curse of the wicked
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It smells stinking of the dampness of a rotten grave
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Two exorcists try to compete with the demon
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In the hands of the Gospel and the relics from the holy place
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They threw all their strength into the challenge of darkness,
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But it's easier to bow your head on the chopping block
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How to overcome the servant of hell in him
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Whose name is hidden in the depths of the stench
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They are trying to expel him from the body
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He is already exhausted to the very limit
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Mad laughter comes from the lips
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An unclean spirit takes over the church
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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The end is near, nerves and strength are already at the limit
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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She doesn't want to die tied to the bed
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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The end is near, nerves and strength are already at the limit
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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She doesn't want to die tied to the bed
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A dilapidated chapel, the walls pierce the cold
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It is now mine does not subside whisper
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The body of your slave is now with me
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Do you hear father? |
You know my names
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Velial a.k.a. |
patron of darkness
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Your soul will moan until the end of time
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Your soul will burn choking with blood
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Drawings of the possessed filled with pain
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Filled with fear, begging for salvation
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These people are not sick, they are in my possession
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Call to God Padre, will remain in vain
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It's not your fault, icons are smoldering in the temple
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You can wave your crucifix, you can say prayers
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Stigmata bleed on the palms of the victim
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These are not signs from above, this is the revenge of the underworld
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The skin is marked and scarred, the body beats in agony
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Your faith is exhausted, you do not have enough strength
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You will renounce everything you once believed in
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How many sins have you already committed in this life?
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A simple question: how did you live with it before?
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Your eyes turn black, close the Old Testament
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Hear my words, I am the one who comes inside
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When you finish the journey you will not see a bright light
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I haven't found peace after so many years
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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The end is near, nerves and strength are already at the limit
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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She doesn't want to die tied to the bed
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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The end is near, nerves and strength are already at the limit
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Life is slowly fading away in a sinful body
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She doesn't want to die tied to the bed |