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Born in a world full of shadows of gods
The southern storm silently awakes…
Arrogant, heretic black flame,
With serpent skin and angelical face.
A messenger or an angel maybe,
From Israel, Bega an Sheol
Hidden behind five shells of flesh
This friend don’t tell any word of his truth.
Next to her, right before pure eyes
The holy cross embracing all the bedroom
“The sacred urine, the semen of the saints”
While supplications cried for salvation.
The ritual,
A faithless game,
When all the answers fade away
God’s enemy,
Smells victory,
Faith merchandising is the key
Root of all evil lies between herself
But arrogance is the price of the fallen
A sacrifice of a human brave heart
It’s going to make a daughter free at last
He’ll take away any trace of tears
He’ll take away any plague or fear
There will be no more claiming in pain
Cause lord of terror was defeated again…

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