brutal way of life, that's what I wantdirty whore, your
bells of damnation ring for meI can see the clouds
crystal eyes drowned in hateforget the past a heathens fateon
emotions thoughts and memoriesit's hard to understandbirth, life and deathit's
see what the gods have sent, an evil terminatorthey slept
our instincts are inhuman but it's not our willwalking through
Death is not very ragicIf you enter the world of
let them run and hide, the sun is fallingcoming out
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