Sickening Gore - Ancestral Hate | Текст песни

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It`s the Time
Of the ancient ones
Ancestral hate shall ride
There`s no cry for freedom now
see
The hatred in their eyes
rise

Countless days
Filled with Pain and Death
An adherence to the cause
Bodies mount
In the of God
Ours
The Righteous
Not your`s
Die

You`re mourning now
For all
Your Loss
You cannot see
You support the cost

Your Ignorance
Tolls
Blindness unfolds
The Life you`ve known
You
destroyed


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