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(lead:Anatoly)
The eyes and stretced hands-
all I perceive-immence drop
of uncongeald blood...
Children of lies!..
They boast of new faith
await for new victims,
Available souls
For giant meat-grinder
of Religion Fit !..
(lead:Anatoly)
Awaits for my soul...
Awaits for my death!..
Last admission
Attemps to ransom are futile
No praise for God that's Dead
Like gem it'll crown your
Gold Chain of Life!..
(lead:Anatoly)
(lead:Anatoly)  The eyes and stretced hands-  all I perceive-immence drop  of uncongeald blood...  Children of lies!..  They boast of new faith  await for new victims,  Available souls  For giant meat-grinder  of Religion Fit !..  (lead:Anatoly)  Awaits for my soul...  Awaits for my death!..  Last admission  Attemps to ransom are futile  No praise for God that's Dead  Like gem it'll crown your  Gold Chain of Life!..  (lead:Anatoly)