| Back in the time when the gods would tell
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| You what to do or you’ll go to hell
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| The father cried and the angels fell
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| Constant reminder in the church’s bell
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| The fear of ending being stuck right here
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| The same evil every year after year
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| In the present we can see it clear
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| One god, one being to fear
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| The punishment for religious crimes
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| A sleeping place for the rest of time
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| Bleed your soul 50 piercing blades
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| The iron maiden where you’ve been laid
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| An evil bishop in a chamber of hell
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| He says the demons hide so well
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| We’ll have to bleed him from head to toe
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| It’s the only way to really know
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| Disobey a priest or king
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| It’s all upon yourself you bring
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| A bed of spites for eternity
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| Torture test your will to be
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| The punishment for religious crimes
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| A sleeping place for the rest of time
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| Bleed your soul 50 piercing blades
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| The iron maiden where you’ve been laid
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| Up right and leaning for the blood to flow
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| Drains you of life but slow
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| Involuntary screams of pain
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| The sound of blood like dripping rain
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| Disobey a priest or king
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| It’s all upon yourself you bring
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| A bed of spites for eternity
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| Torture test your will to be
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| The punishment for religious crimes
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| A sleeping place for the rest of time
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| Bleed your soul 50 piercing blades
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| The iron maiden where you’ve been laid |