All my weakness has disappeared
My spirit now feels so whole
See
The smell of your fear, a fucking decease
Don't be scared
There's No Solution, Only Revolution
There's No Salvation, Crack The Face
We'll meet in hell, you and I
wide-open wounds since the
We're marching on to the rhythm of the dead
We're marching
I am the pain you feel
As your soul is ripped
I can't believe what I am hearing
you make my ears
So loaded with anger, so filled with rage
Time for revolution
You
Heading towards the lungs of Hell,
I'm the spirit and flesh
Unbeatable, No Use To Struggle
Brought To Earth With Hell In
Confusions, my fucking mind is burning
So hard to keep those
You're So Sick But You're Not Too Much
Don't Worry, You
I Feel The Power Of Hell Once Again
I Can't Deny
Facing the great black sky, drowning in my worst nightmare,
hole-filled
Down here inside the walls of death
nobody can hear your
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