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They are here , crying to return to the fundaments of hate ,
and raped by the sound of the mayhemic truth .
They are here , praying to return to the purity of birth ,
where Christ wasn’t able to save us from hell .

A birth which had taken place in filth ,
and which was drenched in the blackest of blood ;
In an unhealthy moment of pain and fear …
Thus they were born , chosen amongst Satan’s seeds .

Lifeless body smiling in blood , necrotic redemption in the sake of Evil .
A smell of utter devotion rise , ultimate sin . Mockery in the face of god .
If our sins have been washed away in Jesus’ blood , they will reborn through us .

The blade run fast tonight , wrists by wrists …
They all answer to the call of death .
As the shape of Christ disappears from their life ,
they return to their creator’s hands .
And all those bleeding corpses on the ground are just an offering to the majestic one .

Lifeless body smiling in blood , necrotic redemption in the sake of Evil .
A smell of utter devotion rise , ultimate sin . Mockery in the face of god .
If our sins have been washed away in Jesus’ blood , they will reborn through us .

And all those bleeding corpses on the ground
are just an offering to the Majesty .
For god there are only carbonised corporal husk remaining ,
while their soul make now a travel towards an higher level .
Reaching the point of no return …
And helping the blade to run faster on earth …

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