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Unholy city a sinners delight
No-one was spared out of mind, out of sight
Hatred and slaughter, degredation and lust
Self destruction never counting the cost,
No-one knew the suffering
Behind the city walls
No-one heard the cry for help
No-one heard the call . .

One thousand days in sodom
One thousand days in sodom
The ways of god forgotten
One thousand days in sodom

Children slaughtered daily there mothers by their sides
No mercy given no matter how they cried
The smell of death was near
It's presence ever near
The priests lay bound in chains no-one would ever hear,
No-one knew the blasphemy
The torture and the pain
No-one saw the madness
The priests, they died in vain . .

Day completes its cycle and night takes on its role
Satan's cloak shrouds the land and his children spill their fold
No golden cross of heaven
Or ancient key of kings
Could save the world of sinners when the midnight sabbath rings
Few could hear the suffering
And the pain of ripping flesh
But those who did were damned in hell
And breathed their final breath . .

One thousand days
One thousand years you've lived your life in hell.
Unholy city a sinners delight   No-one was spared out of mind, out of sight   Hatred and slaughter, degredation and lust   Self destruction never counting the cost,   No-one knew the suffering   Behind the city walls   No-one heard the cry for help   No-one heard the call . .      One thousand days in sodom   One thousand days in sodom   The ways of god forgotten   One thousand days in sodom      Children slaughtered daily there mothers by their sides   No mercy given no matter how they cried   The smell of death was near   It's presence ever near   The priests lay bound in chains no-one would ever hear,   No-one knew the blasphemy   The torture and the pain   No-one saw the madness   The priests, they died in vain . .      Day completes its cycle and night takes on its role   Satan's cloak shrouds the land and his children spill their fold   No golden cross of heaven   Or ancient key of kings   Could save the world of sinners when the midnight sabbath rings   Few could hear the suffering   And the pain of ripping flesh   But those who did were damned in hell   And breathed their final breath . .      One thousand days   One thousand years you've lived your life in hell.