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Intro 1
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(Pretenders to the
Verse 1
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throne) Kneel before him, appalling wretched demon king. Praise be to us, his children,
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spawns of evil's reckon ing. Doomed from inception, claiming fire as our home. Licked by flames our steel grows stronger to be forged in hate forevermore.
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A hellish scorn
Verse 2
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quickly approaches violent climax. Infernal legions, the time nears when we'll strike. The shadows serving to en shroud us,
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our blackened hearts. Those for got ten looming just beyond their sight.
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The blood
Verse 3
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of pari ah s through our vein s. Sin and Hell our mainstay, forever to re main. O' to ye wicked ones,
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an ode of blood, a reaper's song, demons born of man's sickest desire, those of the darkness spawned.
Verse 4
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thee high through the open gates ever so wide, bury me in sin. The daggers have been raised,
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now let's begin. The margins of sanity blur into night. As one we'll move beyond the light, murder effortlessly without a tear, our motives to them never
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Verse 5
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Damn this liar's world, we are the truth you've all awaited, impaling holy fallacy,
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the filthy blood of Christian seed. Akin to the looming serpent we've patiently anticpated.
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The time to rise is upon us. My lord, I
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kneel before you, now paint me bloody red. Bathing in blasphemy, I beat the path that's traveled less. The forgotten,
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your minions, our souls are black. We are the thousands in the darkness awaiting to attack.
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Verse 7
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Infernal le gions, their heads shall be your prize,
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trophies to our dominion of conquests only fantasized.
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O' to ye wicked ones, an ode of blood, a reaper's
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song, demons born of man's sickest desire, those of the darkness spawned. Fires of Hell,
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I stroke thee high through the open gates ever so wide, bury me in sin. The daggers have been raised.
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Verse 9
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Oh the dance of death,
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she's a sweet one. To our victory we will drink
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