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Crusting the gate of power desire
You wanna heist you was so blind
What prepared me in stood sow avouches
More are feed close your eyes

Forget to dark legion to trickle phantom
Beautiful light does make can shut closed

Now are push come to grow swim to moonlight
Trap here alone trying this shoved when awake
Down in forth come to Hell trait to moonlight
Down in beauty and make of the day out of time
To dark pleasure lout in mate beautiful north
To the gates we fore up to see we could fade away
Dream be freedom fulfilled, freedom forever laud in mach
Torn the pleasure move in dead to see what ever clout

Its great descend veil dark it trough
Torn for flesh we return here::."ATTA-ATTA"

Standing out and make be out it shut down
Its time to look the fate I am afeed you in black
Spay to motion in chaos finally screw would this stopped that laugh
Make ache of serpent's heart letting to scream splash down in fly ends
To fight to left and right land are winches this captured defeat

The perfect end in the down of your roam
Torn for flesh we are torn it up
Crusting the gate of power desire   You wanna heist you was so blind   What prepared me in stood sow avouches   More are feed close your eyes      Forget to dark legion to trickle phantom   Beautiful light does make can shut closed      Now are push come to grow swim to moonlight   Trap here alone trying this shoved when awake   Down in forth come to Hell trait to moonlight   Down in beauty and make of the day out of time   To dark pleasure lout in mate beautiful north   To the gates we fore up to see we could fade away   Dream be freedom fulfilled, freedom forever laud in mach   Torn the pleasure move in dead to see what ever clout      Its great descend veil dark it trough   Torn for flesh we return here::."ATTA-ATTA"      Standing out and make be out it shut down   Its time to look the fate I am afeed you in black   Spay to motion in chaos finally screw would this stopped that laugh   Make ache of serpent's heart letting to scream splash down in fly ends   To fight to left and right land are winches this captured defeat      The perfect end in the down of your roam   Torn for flesh we are torn it up