Thirdmoon - Persecution | Текст песни

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Crawl to your corner!
Bow down - on your knees!
Devour me and feel my hate!

Blood on my hands, with a knife I penetrate
Your tongue is swollen by desperate screams
Feel the intense, I sever your whispers
Fight, but finally you'll die by the pain!

Persecuted breed - persecution

Raise your fist to the portal
But I'll chop your hands!
Inhale me, for I will join your black desire
Malnutrition, the power is lost within envy
Retributive hate I admittedly prefer

Persecuted breed - persecution

Praise your dying - feel your pain!

Crawl to your corner
Bow down - on your knees!

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