Remember all your sins!
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And then you will understand why you will be punished
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Forgiveness is weakness
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Revenge is justice
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Strength is truth
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Everyone lies here - it's a fact
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Everyone sins - tablets to dust
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We live in mud and ashes
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Cutting through the bones
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The banner of dead souls flies on the graveyard, all friends are there,
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And the virgins mournfully sow tears that flow down the slabs to us
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All the manuscripts are filled with wine
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Codes from crypts, and the screen is blue
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They filled their own temples with saltpeter
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These monsters are more dangerous than the Lernaean Hydra
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The Parthenon perished and the Acropolis fell
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And the heretics will flood the entire throne room
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Their minds are badly mutilated, blinded by the lust for power
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So Horus fell from Ereb, betrayed by the Thousand Sons
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Walking on scorched earth, do not rely on happiness
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How garbage will be buried: non-degradable plastic
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We are all here in the lower caste, stupidly burning polystyrene
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And we are given here to choose only the lesser of evils
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Will the crusades lead to peace?
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From them there are only skulls for the throne - Horn's feast
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This is a Pyrrhic victory, we will not survive here
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The burnt flag of triumph in a pile of bodies will scatter the wind |
Everyone lies here - it's a fact
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Everyone sins - tablets to dust
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We live in mud and ashes
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Cutting through the bones
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The banner of dead souls flies on the graveyard, all friends are there,
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And the virgins mournfully sow tears that flow down the slabs to us |