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With fangs of lust we hail the night
From tombs arise in mortal fright
Feeding from skies of morphia
Fangalactic Supergoria

Slaves of virtue rotting in the sun
Souls for mutilation is sacrificial mass
Pleading for heavens on their bleeding knees
We dream of nothing but this black euphoria

As through skies icy veins we glide
Blades of lightning cleave your mind
Exploding stars, trembling earth
Fangalactic Supergoria

Sin - doctrination in the church of flies
Mental extinction kingdom of demise
Monarchy of corpses state of suicide
Grants you nothing but this black euphoria!

Energy forces from the grave
Soul invaders of mystique
As cadaver we roam the planes
Abandoning chains of flesh

Uncoil the serpent
In duality you are one
Between life and death
Find the threshold you are born

Fall to black master
Awake yourself from life
Back through centuries you die
Ahead of time

Slaves of virtue rotting in the sun
Souls for mutilation in sacrificial mass
Monarchy of corpses, state of suicide
Grant you nothing but this black euphoria

Energy forces from the grave
Soul invaders of mystique
As cadavers we roam the planes
Abandoning chains of flesh..
With fangs of lust we hail the night   From tombs arise in mortal fright   Feeding from skies of morphia   Fangalactic Supergoria      Slaves of virtue rotting in the sun   Souls for mutilation is sacrificial mass   Pleading for heavens on their bleeding knees   We dream of nothing but this black euphoria      As through skies icy veins we glide   Blades of lightning cleave your mind   Exploding stars, trembling earth   Fangalactic Supergoria      Sin - doctrination in the church of flies   Mental extinction kingdom of demise   Monarchy of corpses state of suicide   Grants you nothing but this black euphoria!      Energy forces from the grave   Soul invaders of mystique   As cadaver we roam the planes   Abandoning chains of flesh      Uncoil the serpent   In duality you are one   Between life and death   Find the threshold you are born      Fall to black master   Awake yourself from life   Back through centuries you die   Ahead of time      Slaves of virtue rotting in the sun   Souls for mutilation in sacrificial mass   Monarchy of corpses, state of suicide   Grant you nothing but this black euphoria      Energy forces from the grave   Soul invaders of mystique   As cadavers we roam the planes   Abandoning chains of flesh..
 
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