| The world we live in is silent lucid liquid change
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| The king appears well afraid aware in all his rage
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| He seeks to tell in unseen terror about poer life and lust
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| The rising power of Baphomet is all that he can trust ah
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| Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
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| God bless all who sail in her this ship he built with fright
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| Pleasant in his infamy it sails into the night ah
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| Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
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| Reasoning decay decides to plague the nurtured home
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| Redesign Colombus Isle where only kings will roam
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| The spirit lies in all we see and all that we can touch
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| He found the place where gods reside destroyed into the ancient dust ah
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| Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
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| God bless all who sail in her this ship he built with fright
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| Pleasant in his infamy with cold and blistered sight ah
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| Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth hell on earth
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| The afterlife that mark the moons of distant silent stars
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| So on the quest the king is served golden in his light
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| Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
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| Revealing yellowed manuscript in the shadow of the king
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| Written here in pages old the secrets of this thing
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| Imagination hanging by the lucid threads he claims
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| Where all around damnations lie they’re locked inside his fevered brain
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| Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
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| God bless all who sail in her this ship he built with fright
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| Pleasant in his infamy it sails into the night ah
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| Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth hell on earth |