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The black mass, overwind cross
Figure in black, reading the sentence
Is rising his sword, Lucifer's anger
Is calling victims

Arms from darkness
Cover the world
Creation from morass
Dorge the rot


Chorus: Decomposition - waiting for loops
Decomposition - fraction of fear
Decomposition - no one's choice
Decomposition - hell is near

Black sky, the clouds are beginning to gather
For evil execution destroy of rotting brain
Return reaction, powerful explosion

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