Wombbath - Brutal Mights | Текст песни

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Day by day
You return death beyond reality
Before every occasion
You preach to slay

You pass to the land of hate to create
Desolation among the brutal mights
You open the gate
To the evil mess of flesh
To crush the present of brutality

A devilish rite
You need to crush the brutal might
You have to preach now
Don't joke with the devil
He will take your soul

Without urgent reasons
To sacrifice you
To the realms of death

Make yourself a promise
Kill the evil himself

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