Spilled blood we roll and roll
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Rollin and rollin weight, meltin' molly
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Squad on the occult like a young Crowley
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In the abode of pain, playing at home
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Both in metal, in metallic uzi
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Throw your hat, he flies past the loser
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Let's load empty bodies into hearses
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The resin will cool down, here in hell all-inclusive
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Do not build illusions here, they moan and moan
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Will not come out of a coma, pull them into the pool
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Souls drown and drown, darkness in the windows of their rooms
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Herds are food for them and they will fall straight into hell
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At the burning gates
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Smoldering in the shadow of a blunt
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In the Darkthrone speakers to the beat
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No one step back
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Salute, Shawtyglock
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Our hearth somewhere in the bowels of the earth fed hundreds of candles
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This fucking gang won't sleep for many more nights
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It burns in the fire of doomed mad speeches
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We don't know why it all began and how it will end.
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Knocking on the walls because their world is a fucking ashes
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We broadcast from outside to you we broadcast from outside
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We broadcast to you from outside, alas, you are not in a dream
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All their souls on fire, bring them to me
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Triple six on the wall, black chrome molding
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We shout in unison where are you, only cold in the darkness
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Cold in the dark, only cold in the dark
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Chrome casting, black chrome casting
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Scream in unison where are you, all those bitches in trouble
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Wonder paper under the tongue, we dive without scuba gear
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I float past their bodies like in the middle of a zoo
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Without any zapar, shine like a crystal
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Wine glass in hand, black metal here
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On the leather jacket AVE VELIAL backrest
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My flower nourished the juices of darkness from the blood
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Russian dungeon kings and black metal brix
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Around my Nikes lies a flock of Bixes
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We went to the encore, look do not explode
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This bit is like TNT, it removes all the rats
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A new bankroll is sealed in a vacuum
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There is no sobriety, we are rock'n'roll
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From the snow in the nostril a shiver runs down the back
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It freezes like in a morgue, stuck in shit
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Oh dark gods hold us tight
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Don't let us perish among this tin
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Lead forward through the dullness of those days
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Through thick forests and bloody rains
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We broadcast to you from outside, alas, you are not in a dream
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All their souls on fire, bring them to me
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Triple six on the wall, black chrome molding
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We shout in unison where are you, only cold in the darkness
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Cold in the dark, only cold in the dark
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Chrome casting, black chrome casting
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Scream in unison where are you, all those bitches in trouble |