| Devourment of ghost
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| Sacrifice in homage to reject this mercy
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| Cruelty to consume the vitality beneath the flesh
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| Legacy of the funeral
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| Allow this body of the soulless to be raised as great gate
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| Channeling the chambers of blood to bring his rebirth
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| Shaping this myth within a lunatics mind
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| No forgiveness attained
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| Alive within this altar of flesh
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| Forever to be this restraint in promised pain
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| Veins are emptied and embalmed with the appetite of betrayal
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| Speechless lips are removed to invoke the words of the dead
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| Infestation of belief that promised broken lies
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| These ties with the unholy came true before these eyes
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| Take these hands of betrayal and succumb to the defiance of death
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| Lying in the arms of the sick, kissing this seduction of spilling blood
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| The reality in promised faith now lies imprisoned in dark shrines
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| Breathing out these streams of blood, this horror grows inside
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| These fears await the butchers knife
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| On wings of steel a soul will rise
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| Methods of enslaving of the absolute
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| For the degrading of eternity
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| Blessed in the grasp of desecrated rites
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| This fearless journey to resurrect
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| Upon countless years weve died
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| Etched scars in the skin of the attained
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| The lifeless reborn once again
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| Addiction in this infernal flame
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| Surface this unclean soul as mouths of the underworld speak through wounds
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| The regeneration of silenced pureness is strangled by intestines
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| In halls of the confined this silence dies
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| By avenging screams seeds of life cease
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| Amnesty in the corrupt
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| This black consumes the mind
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| The paleness of the eyes
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| This sight is content in submergence
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| Emerged from stripped flesh
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| Arise from the shell of god
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| Flood waters of the baptized engulfing life to give birth to the cold of hell
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| Self indulgence in the creation of perverse fear
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| Hands now made tools of surgery
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| Sinister ways of salvation
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| Dissection of this savior
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| Released from the calling of sighs
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| Succumb to this arrogance in these words that dominate
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| Blood runs beneath these eyes
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| Entrance to the skull we find sickness of life
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| Now march to the sounds of funeral cries |